MI imagine this scenario:
Aldo enters desperately To dad's room because he doesn't answer the phone, much less make any appearances all day. He thinks he's sick, hurt, or kidnapped, and above all, Thomas doesn't even answer him on WhatsApp; he knows he's an old man with no experience with technology. Although he knows where the button to answer a call is.
Cruzamos el pasillo para llegar a la habitación de Vicent y encontramos a Thomas sentado en esta posición en la cama del primero (y sí, con ese pijama con pantuflas incluidas)
"Thomas? Why the hell aren't you answering your phone?! I can't find His Holiness anywhere and he's not answering his phone! I sent the guards to search the entire Vatican and even all of Rome!" If he had hair, he'd be pulling it out strand by strand because of all the stress he's under." And finally, what are you doing dressed like that?! And what do you have on your face?
"Good night, friend." Thomas places his book on his thighs. "Are you talking about my pajamas?"
"I had to match it, His Holiness bought it for me at a stall from a lady who came on sale."
"And on your face? It looks like you glued your face to the moss on the walls."
"His Holiness prepared an avocado mask for me, he says it's good for my face."
At one point, Vicent appears in the room wearing the same pajamas as Thomas, but in green and accompanied by turtle slippers.
"Hello, my dear Aldo! Good evening! What's with that face? Did Tedesco say something inappropriate again?" Vicent, with his warm speech, approached Aldo." Do you like my pajamas? I bought some for Thomas because he sleeps in pajamas that look like Dracula. They're missing some color! Isn't that so my dear Thomas?"
"Yes, yes, your holiness...I mean, Vincent," he replied, only to resume his interrupted reading.
If Aldo had to define Thomas, he would compare him to a police dog who, after years of service, retires to be adopted by an elderly person or someone who loves animals. Keeping him like a spoiled Chihuahua, tame and looking for affection. Yes, Thomas is definitely a Chihuahua now. Or better yet, a Golden Retriever.
"Your Holiness, I've been looking for you all day. There are papers to sign. Tomorrow you have a meeting with the President of the United States. You have some things to sign, and..."
"Aldo, Aldo, relax. Thomas already took care of all that. Just try to rest, you're working really hard. And I don't want the next thing to fall off your skull." Vicent squeezed Aldo's shoulders in an attempt to relax him and comfort him." Now, prepare the rice mask. Do you want to join us for this spa night, Aldo?"
Aldo looked from Vicent with his sweet smile to Thomas, who was sitting on the bed as if he were a little boy waiting for his mother. No, he definitely doesn't want to stay in that room, the tension between these two old men can be felt for miles around.
"Your Holiness, please excuse me for not being able to join you tonight. I prefer to go to sleep in my room and try to relax."
"Oh, okay Aldo, rest and if you want take tomorrow as your day off, okay?" Vicent took the papers from Aldo's arms and left them on his nightstand. Aldo just nodded, and like a lost soul who saw the devil, he hurried out.
Outside the room, Vincent can be heard telling Thomas about the properties of the rice mask. Thomas simply says: "Yes, of course," "Whatever you say, my dear Vicent," "You're absolutely right."
Aldo necesitará un terapeuta, una copa de vino y un viaje a Latinoamérica para alejarse de los tortolitos.
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