Luciano Ribeiro
He had heard this explanation before, and it still didn’t do much to resolve any of the lingering hurt he had. Lui looked down at the table as he spoke, rubbing his temples. He never understood how Jacob thought that was an acceptable excuse for cheating on him—like he hadn’t been upset either, like he wasn’t looking forward to leaving Brazil and Jacob behind. The trip had been coming to an end, yes, but as it approached he was beginning to think that maybe they could make it work and maybe he could schedule another trip during Spring Break or even earlier; his family had money, affording it wasn’t a problem. The plan had been to break up, he knew that, but he was starting to think that maybe they didn’t have to. Then, Jai told him that he had slept with someone else and… he just didn’t see the point of putting up all the fuss of maintaining something that wasn’t going to work out anyways.
Luciano looked up at him, his eyes narrowed slightly. “I was upset too Jai, you don’t think I was? You think I wanted to leave you?” He scoffed, shaking his head. “I loved you, I—” Lui cut himself off, looking anywhere but at him. “It doesn’t matter now anyway,” he muttered.
Jacob stood, offering a hand to him. "At least give me one last dance? And I’ll leave.” He hesitated, staring at his hand for several moments before he took it, standing too. “Fine. Only one dance.” He had a bad feeling about this, one that he couldn’t shake, but it was just a harmless dance, so he wasn’t sure why he was feeling so apprehensive.
@benitz786 I didn’t know spice was supposed to result in death 