Danilo
I watched Dove with partial fascination as he put pieces of his bagel in his mouth stuffed with salami and all kinds of cheese with sauces. He didn't even let himself chew and swallow as he just went bite after bite filling up his cheeks.
He had on a pair of my Dior sunglasses with his hair up in a mini ponytail. A large black puffer jacket that reached to his knees with black jeans and cowboy boots. He had on one of the jewelry collections that I bought for him.
He was painfully hung over, the moment he removed those sunglasses you could see the bags under his eyes and his skin was a little pale due to the alcohol and the cold of Milan. I knew we were in public and I couldn't just stare at him for this long without people noticing that there was something between us.
