Lorenzo's POV

　　I knocked on Viviana's door; the door opened shortly, revealing her.

　　She smiles, quickly pulling me inside and shutting the door, lunging herself at me.

　　"What brings you here with this kind of weather? Come on, let me dry you off first," she pulls back, leading me to the living room.

　　She returns to the living room with a towel, leading me to a chair; she sits on my lap, drying my hair.

　　"I heard today was ...