[Luca's on his stomach on the floor, feet idly kicking in the air, head propped up in his hands while he reads an astronomy textbook, fantasizing about all the different stars and planets when he's snapped back into reality by the slam of the door. He looks up at Alberto, eyes going wide when he sees the state his friend is in. He looks bad. Was he attacked? Did he jump off a rock and hit some rocks?]
Alberto! Holy carp, what happened?
[At least, no matter how bad Alberto looks right now, even though whatever it was clearly was bad enough to have him cursing, it's not so bad that Alberto doesn't have the energy for a dramatic lead up to whatever explanation he's going to give.]
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Alberto! Holy carp, what happened?
[At least, no matter how bad Alberto looks right now, even though whatever it was clearly was bad enough to have him cursing, it's not so bad that Alberto doesn't have the energy for a dramatic lead up to whatever explanation he's going to give.]