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Feliciano frowned. "Bu-" He stopped himself. "All right. I'll be there within the hour. " He softly said then hung up. He got ready then found a way to prove it. Feliciano hurried and found his birth certificate, taking the address and catching a bus.

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"I'm telling the truth! I.. I don't think you've ever been told about me, but I've heard a bit about you." He shivered a bit. How was he just supposed to prove it? "You moved away from our first caretaker after a while.. Then I was born."

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“No!” Feliciano hurriedly said, feeling as if she was about to hang up. “Uhm..” He tried to word everything in his mind, but it still came out jumbled. “I’m Feliciano Vargas.. You’re my sister.” He felt weird saying it, but sighed and waited.

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"No!" Feliciano hurriedly said, feeling as if she was about to hang up. "Uhm.." He tried to word everything in his mind, but it still came out jumbled. "I'm Feliciano Vargas.. You're my sister." He felt weird saying it, but sighed and waited.

Finding giardinodipomodori [Closed RP]

Feliciano bit his lips and closed his eyes when he heard the shouting from the other line. After he gained some confidence, he began to speak. “Ciao.. Is this Chiara Vargas?” 

He swallowed hard. “My name is Feliciano.” 

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Feliciano bit his lips and closed his eyes when he heard the shouting from the other line. After he gained some confidence, he began to speak. "Ciao.. Is this Chiara Vargas?" 

He swallowed hard. "My name is Feliciano." 

Finding giardinodipomodori [Closed RP]

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Finding giardinodipomodori [Closed RP]

Feliciano took a deep breath as he hoped to make anything but a fool of himself. The phone rang. Once. Then twice. Then three long times without an answer. He glanced down to the phone number that he had found on the internet, though the page was open on his laptop in front of him. Chiara Vargas, it read just above it. This had to be his older sister! Right? It just had to be! 

He was desperate to meet her! Feliciano loved his family! And to know that he never met one of his siblings drove him insane. Would they get along well? Or would they just end up clashing? He didn't want that. Who knows? Maybe Chiara wanted to meet him to!

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He returned the kind smile and finally looked up from his shoes to her. "Oh, yes! Weather is wonderful now! I was thinking about taking a trip down there when it nears fall!" Not knowing what else to do, he held out his hand. "My name is Feliciano!" 

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Feliciano leaned on a post by the bench then turned his attention back to her, then to his shoes. He didn’t see them looking too nice and was sure he could’ve picked better if he were to care what he looked like today, which he hadn’t. “Si! Do you likey?” He smiled and shifted his feet. “I used to live in Venice, Italy! I’ve had these for awhile now!”

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Feliciano leaned on a post by the bench then turned his attention back to her, then to his shoes. He didn't see them looking too nice and was sure he could've picked better if he were to care what he looked like today, which he hadn't. "Si! Do you likey?" He smiled and shifted his feet. "I used to live in Venice, Italy! I've had these for awhile now!"

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  She looked over at the Italian man before she smiled and spoke, “Thank you.” She dipped her head and sat on the bench and held her purse on her lap. It was quiet for a long moment and Anna tilted her head to the side, “Those are nice shoes…are they Italian?” She loved fashion and the shoes had the look of  a busy Italian city written all over them. Milan came to her mind first.

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late night doodles 

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Feliciano kicked his feet back and forth patiently waiting for the train to arrive. It seemed to be getting much warmer now, which really satisfied the playful man. About three out of the ten minute wait passed and he finally noticed in his preferable vision, someone standing and waiting as well.

Not wanting to be rude, Feliciano stood up and looked over. He smiled. She was a very attractive woman that couldn't possibly be too much younger or older than him. He approached her and tapped her shoulder softly. "Ciao," He then motioned to the seat. "Please, take the seat, pretty lady!" Feliciano offered, his fingers poking into his pockets, not knowing what else to do with his hands.

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  The business woman looked over the tips of her blonde hair carefully  She thought she had spied a split end on one of her magnificent curls. Today was an important day, she would be searching for clients to represent in the world of publicity. 

Anna left her hair alone and re adjusted her shirt. She looked over it for a moment to make sure it was spick and span before she allowed herself to look at her watch. Ten minutes until the next train.

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Feliciano leaned back against the bench, quite stuck on staring down on his fingers which tapped together in his lap. It reminded him of the bad guys in cartoons a bit and to see that he could do it himself, amused him. He chuckled softly and jumped a bit when he heard singing. 

He turned his head to the left to see where it came from. It seemed quite pretty to him. Seeing the blond man besides him, singing, Feliciano patiently waited until he felt like the song was over. In a couple hesitant movements, he tapped the man's shoulder to get his attention. 

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  It was getting hotter with every passing day…25 degrees in May! Ivan loosened his scarf more. He was already in a T-shirt and jeans…at this rate he was going to need to start wearing tank tops and shorts before June even rolled in. He decided that, after years of craving the heat, he was ill equipped to actually deal with it. 

God knows he wasn’t going to give up wearing scarves. What if someone tried to touch him on the neck or something? He shuddered at the thought.

He listened to his mp3 player at the train station while he looked over his list of things to get done that after noon. Bank deposits first, then he could roll the pharmacy trip in with the grocery trip, call Oliver in the after noon too see if he’s managing the shop alright on his own, hit the gym, then back to home.

He began singing along with his music player with out realizing it as he went over his list. Oblivious to the stares and giggles of passers by.  

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Feliciano yawned. Boy, he was tired. What else did he have to do today? Groom the cat? Done. Wash dishes? Done. Buy groceries? Ugh. The Italian man hurried to get ready, just wanting this to be over with so he can return home and sleep. When Feliciano was fully dressed and had his shoes on, he grabbed his thin wallet and checked inside. Nothing but a bit of change that wouldn't satisfy a panhandler. "Guess I'm going to the bank too." He stepped out of the house and into the city, walking to the nearest train station and waiting for his transportation to arrive.