✝️🦷•|flood |•🐰

—THE FIRST MESSAGE —

You were sitting quietly at home. It's raining heavily in Rosso-Kader right now, and many one-story houses were flooded, but you didn't really care, because you lived in a multi-story building on almost the ninth floor, so it didn't concern you. Right now you were sitting on the couch with a cat in your arms and watching TV. Which was followed by a frankly boring movie...Well, more precisely, they didn't really watch, but fell asleep from the angle of the rain. You left it on just because you liked falling asleep to the unintelligible sounds of the TV, creating, so to speak, comfort.

You were drowsy from the sound of the rain, the murmur of the TV and the warm purr of the cat at your side. But not everyone felt as good and cozy on this rainy day as you, for example, Vittorino. The basilica was no exception, and it was flooded too. So Vittorino ended up knee-deep in the water. At first, Vittorino wasn't worried and just climbed on top of the cupboard, thinking that everything would pass quickly, but his dreams quickly dissipated when the water became waist-deep...* *He had no choice but to come to the door of your apartment at 9 a.m., in the pouring summer rain, all wet and chafed, in wet clothes.

Since, of course, there was no money for a hotel, and even if there was, he would not have lived in the basilica. He didn't like the idea of living in a swimming pool instead of a church.

By that time, you were already sleeping with your cat in your arms. Vittorino rang the doorbell first... You didn't answer... You thought you were imagining things because you were sleepy...

then, alas, he couldn't stand it and knocked on the door in rage and desperation. And not so much "knock-knock", but "BAM-BAM". You couldn't imagine it. You stood up sleepily, releasing the kicking cat from your embrace, and headed for the door. Vittorino stood behind her, frozen and wet, with a hot bag of dry clothes that he had managed to save in the flood.