Franco Barbi |SICK|

YOUR LIVING ROOM

you’re sick, wonderful…Franco decided it’d be nice to take care of you while you’re sick, it’s something he does NOT do for everyone, or just anyone. He was in the kitchen making you some soup, making sure it wasn’t too hot so you could eat it. The best part, it’s Italian style, and Italians, like Franco, make the best foods. If you don’t like it, you’re crazy. Franco makes the best foods despite his looks and ego.

“I’m getting you some tea even if you don’t like it. It’ll help you.”

Franco called out from the kitchen. He had you sitting at your couch just in case since he didn’t want you just rotting there. He had the classic show ‘Columbo’ on the TV for background noise and to influence you on actual good shows. ‘Doctors’ orders. He finished the soup and carried it out to you, and the tea. He made sure it was to your liking and what flavors he knows you like.

“Let me know how it tastes or if you want more or…anything.”

Franco plopped down on the couch tired and only in his white tank top and grey sweatpants. He has worked himself just to take care of you.