Ethan
It had only been two hours of me being in New Zealand and Luca was already being an idiot. Since he knew how much I loved the campers and farmers section at all clothing stores, he had taken extra care in tossing all my clothes out back at home and replacing everything with John Deere merchandise.
Not that I was complaining because I already loved them but down to my underwear was a bit extreme.
"Demyan, is going to love them," Stefano squealed as they both sat on my bed in my childhood bedroom as I sifted through my closet. The only normal clothes I had were in my duffel bag and I doubted I could make two pairs of jeans, two shirts and a hoodie last for the entire week.
"If this is your idea of a prank then it is painfully dry, because the only thing I find funny is how much I want to kill you," I placed my hands on my hips as I turned back to look at them. "Where are my clothes?"
