From the soft moonlight shining in through the small window, he can see Neymar's delicate features illuminated by the light, eyelashes fluttering softly and chest rising up and down gently. Leo smiles to himself slightly. Even with the ridiculous, 'tough rebel' haircut, the Brazilian still manages to look somewhat soft and naïve. There's just something endearing about him- Leo can see why he has many friends, and why the girls in town have little crushes on him (as he's noticed during his time here). Thinking of girls leads him to think about his phone call with Anto, earlier. Not about what she had said- not even about their relationship. He thinks of what he said to Antonella earlier.
I'll be back in three weeks.