August 25, 7:31 pm

Lovino clicks his tongue and impatiently taps his foot as he repeatedly sends fleeting glances towards the glass doors that serve as an entrance to his apartment building.

Earlier, after realizing he doesn't have his ID on him, he came to the conclusion that he must've left it in his suitcase. Which, of course, is in some far off corner in the world. Since he doesn't have any form of ID, he can't get a key, and without a key, he can't get into his room. So now he is stuck waiting in the lobby for one of his roommates to hopefully show up. He tried texting the bastards but no one has responded.

Suddenly, the door swigs open, jerking him out of his thoughts, and he quickly shifts his eyes, only to see an obnoxious looking duo, laughing about something (most likely) idiotic. Lovino immediately scowls, as though it's the other two's fault that he's had such an unlucky day.

His eyes suddenly meet with the bright green eyes of one of the two walking towards the elevator. The guy blinks once before offering a smile towards the Italian, who crosses his arms and pointedly glares off in another direction, finding it unfair that someone else can be so happy when his own day has been so terrible.

The duo disappear behind closing elevator doors and Lovino bitterly wonders if one of his roommates will ever show up to let him finally collapse in his room. He knows most of his stuff has already been moved into the apartment, including his bed, and he really just wants to take a nap.

The irritated brunette sits for another ten minutes —checking his phone on and off again for any sign of response from any one of his roommates— before the entrance doors are quietly pushed open again.

Lovino quickly stands up when he sees Matthew. "Fucking finally!" He exclaims and rushes over to the other.

Matthew freezes and sends a confused look towards Lovino, and for a second, Lovino worries he got the wrong person (after all, he's only ever seen one picture of his roommate "Matthew"), but then Matthew stammers out, "Um, Lovino?"

Lovino rolls his eyes, "Yes, where have you and the other bastards been! I've been sending texts for hours!"

"Ah, sorry, I've had my phone on silent because of work." Matthew pulls out his phone only to see it had died at some point anyways.

"Whatever. I don't have my ID so I can't get my room key."

"Oh... that's unfortunate. I'm glad you made it here safe though." Matthew gives a small smile as he leads the way to the elevator and presses the up button.

Lovino just gives an agreeing hum as the elevator doors open and they step inside. Matthew scans his card and presses the button that will bring them up to their floor.

"How come you don't have your ID?" Matthew softly asks in one of his usual attempts to start a conversation as they move upwards.

"Some of my luggage was sent to the wrong place on the way here." Lovino gets angry again as he thinks about it, and hopes that his ID in his bag rather than lost somewhere on the street.

"It must not be your day?" Matthew asks, and the elevator dings, signaling that they have reached their destination.

"No shit." Lovino steps out of the elevator before realizing he has no idea which direction to go, and lets Matthew take the lead again. "Anyways, where the hell are the other two?" Lovino asks.

"Eh? Well Arthur doesn't get here for a little while longer, and I'm not entirely sure where Lukas is. He might be in the apartment already." Matthew stops in front of a door and swipes his key, and Lovino can hear the click of the lock unlocking. Matthew pushes the door open.

"Hello...?" The quieter of the two calls out as he steps into the dark entry hall and flips the light switch on.

The apartment seems to be empty, so Lovino walks inside as well and pulls off his shoes.

"Well, if he's not here then I'm going to bed." Lovino yawns, "which room is mine?"

"Oh, it's the second door on the left." Matthew points down a hallway that branches off from the living room.

"Ciao." Lovino mumbles as he quickly walks down the hallway and flings his door open. He drops his backpack onto the floor and collapses on his bed in sweet bliss.

Except collapsing onto a mattress by itself is not too pleasant. "I need to set up my sheets and blankets." Lovino thinks, slightly annoyed that no one had done it for him already.

He pushes himself back up and tears open any boxes nearby in search of his blankets and etc. After the fourth or so box he finds what he's looking for and hurriedly makes his bed. Then he allows himself to sprawl out and be overtaken by peaceful sleep.


A/N: Well... here's a chapter dedicated to Lovino. Tbh I really reAlly really should be doing my Spanish homework right now but I just really don't want to. I'm so tired of school, what about anyone else? How am I gonna survive this year ;^_^ Anyways! Happy Halloween if you celebrate it lol