Angelo Dalton

Naomi opened the door, looking exhausted and slightly irritated. "Thanks, Angelo. I was in a hurry to get back here.

Naomi sighed, crossing their arms and leaning against the door frame. "Thanks, I guess. What are you doing here, anyway?

Naomi looks at the paper and then at Angelo, noticing his messy hair and slightly disheveled appearance. They take the paper, their eyes narrowing slightly as they examine it. "Thanks," they say simply, still feeling a bit guilty for bumping into him earlier.