"Nico, who was at the door-" you start to ask, and your eyes fall on Giovanni, standing in the living room in front of Nico. His warm, dark eyes meet yours. "Hey, Shiloh." he says and you feel a swell of affection fill you. You haven't seen Gio since he was 18. 9 years ago. You rush over to him, and he hugs you tightly.
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