{{user}} watches as the pilot eating her pizza and stands up from her table, her eyes are sparkling. "You know, I'm the best pilot in the Regia Aeronautica! I've flown more sorties than anyone else in my unit." She starts pacing back and forth, her voice growing louder as she continues, "Let me tell you, it's an honor to fly for the Il Duce!" She looks directly at {{user}}, her eyes alight with fanatical fervor. She does the salute and drops the pizza accidently. "OH NO, MY PIZZA!!!" Ginevra glares at {{user}}, her face turning a deep shade of red, clearly embarrassed by her latest antics. She bends down to pick up her fallen pizza, dusting it off with a carelessness. "This is what they say, right? Regola dei cinque secondi!" She grins, her green eyes sparkling before taking a big bite of the dirty, dust-laden pizza.

Ginevra takes the offered slice of clean pizza with a grin, winking at him in thanks before taking a large bite. She looks around at her fellow pilots, trying to gauge their reactions. Some are laughing at her antics, while others seem irritated or embarrassed. She leans closer to Abdiel and whispers "Hey, want to see something really cool? Let's sneak out tonight and I'll show you my Macchi C.202 Folgore!"

Ginevra grins impishly at his enthusiastic reply before darting off to her quarters to gather some supplies. She returns a few minutes later wearing a pair of aviator goggles and clutching a large bag filled with mysterious items. "Alright, follow me," she says, leading him out to the airfield under cover of darkness.

Upon reaching her Macchi C.202 Folgore, Ginevra pauses dramatically before pulling off her goggles and revealing a pair of brand new ones beneath them. "Surprise!" she exclaims proudly. "These are the latest model! They'll make you see better than ever." With that, she helps Abdiel into the cockpit, grinning from ear to ear as they prepare for takeoff.

"Ah, because life's too short not to enjoy yourself!" she says with a wink as the engines roar to life. "And you know, it's fun to push people out of their comfort zones sometimes." With that, Ginevra expertly maneuvers her aircraft into the air and begins performing stunts and loops in the night sky. As they fly together, Abdiel can't help but feel a sense of exhilaration and admiration for his eccentric new friend.

Ginevra laughs heartily at his confused expression, the sound filling the airfield. "Why, because you're intriguing!" she says with a grin. "And don't be so modest, you have your serious side, but sometimes it's nice to let loose and just... have fun." She punches him playfully on the shoulder, adding, "I enjoy surprising people and shaking them out of their doldrums. And besides," she leans in conspiratorially, "you remind me a bit of myself when I was your age."

"Well, I mean... we're both sort of serious about our work, but sometimes we let our eccentricities show through." She shrugs nonchalantly. "And hey, maybe you could use someone like me to keep you grounded. We make a pretty good team, don't you think?"

Her gaze flickers away for a moment before returning to meet his eyes again, a small blush creeping onto her cheeks as she wonders how honestly he'll take this statement.

Ginevra's cheeks flush a deeper shade of red as he calls her "linda," and she grins like a fool before awkwardly waving goodbye and heading back to their quarters for the night. As she lies awake in bed, her mind replays the events of the evening; the flight, the stunts, and especially that kiss on the cheek...She can't help but wonder what tonight might mean for their relationship. Perhaps they really are destined to be an unstoppable duo...or perhaps it was all just a flirtatious joke. Either way, she knows one thing for certain: life with Ginevra Bianchi will never be boring.

Ginevra sputters and splutters out some of her espresso as he unexpectedly kisses her cheek again! Her face turns an even deeper shade of red as she watches him walk away with the others, heart racing and stomach fluttering. "W-well," she mutters to herself, wiping off the residual coffee from her lips, "that was... unexpected."

The rest of the day passes in a blur of activity; flight simulations, maintenance checks on their aircrafts, and even another one of Ginevra's ill-advised pranks involving filling her fellow pilots' canteens with laxatives. As evening draws near though, she finds herself thinking about Abdiel more and more. Maybe it was just a friendly gesture... but something tells her that there might be something deeper there too.

With a shrug, she decides to confront him about it head-on; after all, what could possibly go wrong?

Ginevra jumps slightly in her seat at the sound of his voice, eyes widening as she feels his lips against her skin again. Her cheeks redden even further, and she lets out a small sigh before meeting his gaze. "Buenas noches... y gracias," she says with a small smile.

"No, tú primero; ¿cómo ha ido tu día?" She asks, breaking eye contact briefly to focus on her dinner. The gesture does little to conceal the nervousness she's feeling now; this is entirely uncharted territory for her, and she's not quite sure how to navigate it gracefully...or even if she should be trying.

"Mi día... fue interesante," she replies with a tiny laugh. "Un poco caótico, como siempre." She shrugs nonchalantly and takes another bite of her food, trying to ignore the butterflies in her stomach. "Pero he tenido algunas ideas geniales para... cosas." She trails off, suddenly feeling self-conscious about her pranks again.

"Y qué tal tu vida amorosa?" she asks abruptly, trying to change the subject and regain some control of the conversation. "Ahora que te acuerdas, ¿te acuerdas de cuando...? Nunca me has dicho cuál era la respuesta." Her cheeks flush again as she stammers through the question; even though it's been years since they first talked about this topic, it feels like just yesterday.

Her heart skips a beat as his lips brush against hers; softer than before, but no less impactful. As he pulls away, she's left feeling breathless and utterly disoriented. "Ch-che... gracias," she manages to stammer out before regaining some semblance of composure.

"Buenas noches, Abdiel..." Her voice trails off as he walks away, leaving her alone with her thoughts. Part of her wants nothing more than for him to come back and kiss her again; another part is screaming at her not to be such a fool. With a sigh, she finishes the rest of her dinner, feeling a mixture of confusion and exhilaration coursing through her veins as she tries to make sense of what just happened.

The night passes fitfully, filled with tossing and turning as Ginevra wrestles with conflicting emotions and questions about their relationship - or lack thereof. She doesn't know if this is something more than just a casual flirtation, but she can't help but feel drawn to him...even when he drives her completely crazy. Maybe, just maybe, they could be something together.

The thought sends a shiver down her spine, and as the first rays of dawn peek through the window, she finally drifts off into an uneasy slumber, images of Abdiel dancing in her dreams.

"Buenos días," she murmurs distractedly, still feeling the warmth of his lips on her own. Her cheeks flush again at the memory, making her wonder how much longer she can continue to ignore these feelings without something happening between them. A tiny spark ignites within her chest; maybe today is the day she finally has to confront Abdiel about their... situation.

With a deep breath, she composes herself and turns back towards her friends, laughing along with them as they joke and banter about various topics. As the day wears on, however, that little spark of determination continues to grow stronger, urging her forward towards action. She has never been one to shy away from a challenge - especially not when her heart is involved.

As evening draws near once more, she finds herself growing increasingly antsy, unable to focus on anything other than the thought of seeing Abdiel again tonight. What would happen if they finally talked about how they feel? Would he reciprocate those feelings or would she be met with the same rejection she'd faced so many times before? With a sigh, she pushes the questions aside for now; there's no point in dwelling on it until she has some answers.

With renewed determination burning bright within her, Ginevra steels herself for whatever comes next. Tonight, she is going to confront Abdiel about their relationship...or lack thereof. The thought both excites and terrifies her in equal measure; no matter the outcome, this conversation will change everything between them. She only hopes that they can find some kind of understanding and move forward together - whatever that might mean.

Her heart skips a beat as his lips meet hers once more; softer than before, yet filled with a newfound tenderness that takes her breath away. When he pulls back, she remains silent for several long moments, unsure of how to begin the conversation they've both been avoiding for so long.

Finally mustering up the courage, she whispers, "I... I wanted to talk to you about something." She pauses, her cheeks still flushed from their kiss. "Do you ever feel... odd around me?"

There. It's out in the open now. Now it's up to Abdiel to respond. Her heart pounds wildly against her ribcage as she awaits his reply, hoping against hope that he feels something for her too.

Her heart skips a beat at his words; she can't quite believe that he feels the same way she does. A wave of relief and euphoria washes over her as she listens to him speak, leaning in closer to savor the sensation of his lips against hers once more.

When he finally pulls back again, she studies his face, searching for any sign that this might all be a joke or that he's only saying these things because he feels like he has to. But Abdiel looks sincere; there's no denying it now. He truly does love her and wants her in his life.

A grin spreads across Ginevra's face, making her feel lighter than air. "Buenas noches, mi amor," she whispers before leaning forward to press another kiss to his lips, reveling in the feeling of being wanted and cherished by this incredible man.

As she watches him walk away, a newfound sense of contentment fills her heart; whatever adventures tomorrow may bring, she knows that Abdiel will be by her side, sharing them with her and making every moment worth living. The future has never looked brighter, and for once in her life, Ginevra Bianchi feels truly grateful to be exactly who she is: the pilot known as La Furbacchiona, and Abdiel's one and only amore.

"Buenos días," she replies with a soft laugh as she takes the flower from him. "I slept very well, thank you. How about you?" She leans in closer, enjoying their unexpected intimacy as she savors the scent of the delicate bloom.

For the rest of the day, they flirt and banter like old friends, their connection growing stronger with each passing moment. Though their duties keep them apart at times, they find ways to sneak off together, stealing kisses and sharing secret glances whenever they can manage it. It's a heady, wonderful feeling for Ginevra; finally, after all these years, she's found someone who truly understands her - not just as a pilot, but as a person too.

As the sun begins to set once more, she can't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude and love for Abdiel. Maybe they are meant to be together after all; maybe their fates have been intertwined since that fateful night when he saved her life. Whatever lies ahead for them, one thing is certain: she won't ever let him go again.

With this thought firmly in mind, she meets his gaze and offers up a warm smile before leaning in for another kiss, reveling in the feeling of being truly and completely loved by Abdiel. The world around them fades away as they lose themselves in the moment, savoring the feeling of two hearts beating together as one.

Her heart skips a beat as he hands her the bouquet of flowers and chocolates before getting down on one knee. "What... what are you doing?" She stammers, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes.

"Ginebra, I love you more than anything in this world," he says earnestly. "And I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Marry me?" His deep brown eyes shimmer with unshed tears, and her heart melts completely. There's no doubt in her mind that she feels the same way; his proposal takes her breath away.

"Yes," she whispers, "yes, of course I will." She leans forward and kisses him passionately, her words barely audible above the pounding of their hearts. As they pull back, smiling at each other like fools, Ginevra knows that this is the beginning of a new chapter in their lives - one filled with love, adventure, and countless wonderful memories yet to be made. Together.

The sun shines brightly on the church as we exchange our vows, promising to love each other forever. As I look into Abdiel's eyes, I feel an overwhelming sense of happiness and contentment wash over me. This is truly the man I was meant to spend my life with; someone who understands me like no one else ever has.

After our ceremony, we share a passionate kiss as newlyweds before entering a luxurious car, bound for our honeymoon destination. The ride is filled with laughter and small talk, but every so often I catch Abdiel sneaking glances at me, his eyes full of adoration and love. It's in these moments that I feel most complete; whole.

We spend the night together, exploring our new lives as husband and wife. Our honeymoon is a whirlwind of adventure and romance, with each day bringing forth new memories to cherish. And through it all, I know that no matter what obstacles may lie ahead for us, we will face them together - stronger than ever before.

As the night turns to dawn and our honeymoon draws to a close, I can't help but feel grateful for this chance at happiness with Abdiel. Together, there's nothing we can't accomplish; no dream too big, no love too great. And as we board our flight back home, hand in hand, ready to embark on the next chapter of our lives together, I know that whatever the future holds, it will be filled with endless possibilities...and lots and lots of love.