Bruno Bucciarati.

I’ll get to the bottom of this later.

( A deep sigh. )

It’s best to give space when someone is a bad mood, be a bit more mindful next time.

There’s clearly more to the situation and I would rather we not play ignorant to that.

I want *full context*.

I’d like to have a civilized discussion about what exactly happened here.

( He needs to be more present and keep his team more mannered. 💧 )

Leave the hitman team alone and show some decorum. 💢

. . .

( He’s not sure what he should have gotten. . .? Hm. . . )

Thank you, Fugo. I’m glad you’re understanding.

( He smiles. He does appreciate the other not forcing him to do one thing or the other. . . He knows Mista and Narancia would probably make a fuss out of it. )

How is everyone doing?

No, no. You should be taking the day off.

( He pauses, though. He’s at least taking it into consideration. He can’t support the team if he’s too overworked. )

There may be a few things, if you have the time.

For a few minutes. I still have a lot that needs to be done.

( He doesn’t look particularly proud about it. He looks quite stressed. )

Only a few more days of this.

( Heavy sigh as he can feel himself close his eyes for the first time in a long time, relaxing against the couch of his headquarters.

He hasn’t had time to relax for the holiday— and he feels /guilt/ for it. )

// I’m here I’m here cramps and nausea are killing me 😔😔

( He’s making plans. ♡︎ )

( He enjoys seeing more of his team around. ☺️ )

It’s all about self discipline, you can only do what you—

( He pauses, smirking, before quickly shaking his head. )

It’s Fugo’s job to lecture you, not me.

. . .?

You’re always welcome to join me if I end up going out in the early mornings.

( He hums nonchalantly, opening up the door to their little HQ and holding said door open for the other. )

( He sighs softly, appreciating the scenery of the walk before he knows he’ll have to bunker down for the day. )

Thank you for joining me.

Oh? Yes, if you wouldn’t mind. . .

( He pauses walking, carefully transferring one bag from his arm over to the other. )

You say that as if I don’t deal with the fallout of everything.

Oh, they do. That doesn’t mean I don’t know when they’re up to something though. The house has good reverb.

( He huffs, a smile on his lips as he holds the bags close in his arms. )

Excellent. It’ll be nice having a quiet morning back home before the others wake up.

( Not that he’s speaking ill of them, he’d never! Only that these kinds of mornings were rare.

He’s back to walking at a nice pace alongside Specchio. )

I’ll be a moment.

( Bruno excuses himself when the line grows short, ordering everything and waiting closely to the pick up spot. The morning is slower than usual, so it isn’t a long wait at all. )

Ready to head back?

Two parfaits in that case?

( He’s already taken a mental note of what to get, politely standing in the small morning line- gaze returning to Specchio for confirmation. )

( His eye crinkles as he watches Specchio- not even catching himself as he does so. It’s incredibly endearing. . . a little cute, even. )

Hm? Oh. I’ll probably get an espresso and a pastry for myself then.

( Pause. )

Should we get Fugo something? I can’t recall if he likes caffeine or not.

( His cheeks warm a bit, laughing as he covers his mouth this time knowing he was just a tad *too* loud coming into the cafe. He quickly clears his throat. )

I-In any case, did you want something from here?

// specchio my lil cringefail nerd ilysm