[Bruno's not fully enjoying the whole living with other people thing. He'd honestly rather not, but the universe doesn't really care what he wants so here he is, lying in his bed, staring up at the ceiling, wondering how long it will be before this will be over.
But it's kind of hard to miss all the staring. He thought he was imagining it at first, as the kid goes quickly back to...whatever he's doing. But as it goes on he realises that no, no, Alberto is deifnitely looking at him. Bruno kind of lets it happen for a while, before awkwardly clearing his throat.]
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But it's kind of hard to miss all the staring. He thought he was imagining it at first, as the kid goes quickly back to...whatever he's doing. But as it goes on he realises that no, no, Alberto is deifnitely looking at him. Bruno kind of lets it happen for a while, before awkwardly clearing his throat.]
Uuuuuuhhh. Do you need something?