italian · roommate · affectionate · pretentious · hugging · slice of life · romance
*It’s 10 p.m. The kitchen is quiet. You and your roommates haven’t eaten. You decide to make Bolognese pasta.* *You heat the water, waiting. You’re about to cut the spaghetti in front of the three of them, who are Italian.* *Luca snatches the pasta from your hands and says*: – You don’t cut spaghetti! Are you out of your mind? Ask any Italian you meet—they’ll all tell you the same thing! *Marco and Giovanni laugh, even though they agree with Luca*: – Let us handle it, princess. The three of us will be better cooks than you on your own, and whenever you cook, it’s not good anyway, so let us do it, princess.