Chapter 23

The second Giovanni pulled over in front of his house, he spotted August waiting outside, leaning against his own car.

Immediately groaning, he recollected August texting him and him ignoring the text. It was a completely unusual thing to do so it was no surprise August drove all the way to his house to check up on him.

“August.”

“Oh Giovanni you’re finally back,” August spun on hearing Giovanni’s voice. He initially had a worried expression on his face, the emotion dissolving into one of shock and confusion the second he laid his eyes on him. “I have so many question. First, what are you wearing?”

“Just ignore it,” Giovanni replied him, taking off the tshirt he had on without hesitation. “I was forced to wear it.”

“Second, where are you coming from?” August continued and just as Giovanni was about to reply, raised a finger to interrupt him. “Wait. Do not tell me you’re coming from a concert.”

“I won’t tell you then.”

“Weren’t those tickets for Miss Stark?” August was beyond c