hearing the familiar voice, hazel hues darted back over his shoulder.” only the ones who are here for a good time, not a long one.” he mused with a small chuckle.” while we wait should i describe in detail all the different shots you had last night and see how long it takes you to get that lump in your that, ready to vom.”
“if by that logic... i’ll be dead by the end of the semester.” tony replied in a slur of words as he flashed a small smirk at his cousin, adjusting the backpack strap on his shoulder. as lep spoke he felt his stomach turn and the idea of liquor being in his body was less than ideal. “please.. please shut the fuck up.” he begged as he tilted his head. “you’re in the crosshairs if i do hurl.. i’d be careful what you wish for.” he loomed ominously.
“tony, darling.” devon grinned as she stood up from where she’d been half-seated, half-lounging at one of the cafeteria tables. somehow, even with a hangover and perfectly smudged mascara, she always managed to form a bright smile for her friend. “bring me a sandwich, too.” she begged as her hands beckoned him to join her once he was done. she hadn’t even made it home yet and was still clad in her party dress from the night before but had decided that her classes could absolutely be missed due to her intense need for a gallon of water and six pots of coffee. devon sunk back into the chair once again, her feet finding a place atop the table while she watched him playfully in his disheveled state.
tony’s head lazily swung over to the voice that pulled him from the stranger beside him, eyebrows furrowed as he rubbed his eyes. “are you a figment of my imagination? am i still black out drunk?” he hummed as he leaned forward, eyes squinting in her direction with a soft grin. “fine, fine... toasted?” he called out as he watched her depart. he gave himself five minutes before growing far too impatient and conning his way to the front of the queue. moments later he was spotted stumbling out of the line, tray of coffee and warm food at the ready as he found his way back to devon, delicately placing the offerings onto the table as he sat down, straddling the bench as he rested his forehead against his palm. “here.” he murmured, pushing her order towards her.
still enduring a raging headache from the night before, mari stormed into the dining hall, arms folded across her chest. as much as she enjoyed all of her antics from the night before, she was starting to pay the price for it. it was only a matter a time before someone felt her wrath. fortunately for one of her professors with an early class, she simply left the class before it finished, grumpy as ever. now in line for a quick snack and coffee, she rolled her eyes at the sound of a fellow student’s voice. “thanks for stating the obvious, dipshit.” glancing back at him, she assessed him from head to toe, before facing forward again, “and you’re way too close to me. ever heard of personal space?”
tony had been a bit caught off guard with the tone forced at him as he looked down at the girl he was now speaking to. his head cocked to the side and he let out a laugh as he chewed on his lower lip. “someone’s angry.” he huffed as he pulled at the straps of his back, eyebrow raised as she seemed to shun him off. as he eyed the space between them his eyebrows furrowed and he shook his head. “if you think this is close you must be real fun at parties.” he muttered as he kicked at the ground.
impatience was not a virtue, at least not today for daphne. standing in queues brought out the worst in some people, especially when hunger and food was on the line. the small girl attempted to keep her huffing to a minimum as she checked her watch every 5 minutes, on the minute. her class started soon and yet, she refused to go without at least something to settle the beast in her stomach. it wasn’t until the scent of stale beer and the shadow of a 6 foot giant made its way behind her. daphne chuckled - she recognised anthony from the many parties thrown by the ALPHA house, pretty sure they’ve said a drunken word or two to each other once before. those nights were still a blur, however - no one could be sure. “that’s what you get for waking up at midday, buddy.” daphne said, her voice playfully enticing a condescending tone as she addressed his disheveled hair and slumping stance. “i’d give you my spot, but i haven’t moved in fifteen minutes. doubt you’d have much luck.”
“probably for the best i scheduled classes after one pm...” tony spoke softly as he squinted at the menu, a soft blur forgoing any attempt to read it though he knew it was useless, he’d only order the same thing he always did. he felt his stomach growl and he was beginning to feel impatient, his eyes flicking between the red head and the counter as he let out a sigh. “do i look that bad?” he asked as he rand a few fingers through his hair, wishing in that moment that he had remembered to grab the baseball cap that hung from his bed post. “fifteen minutes? fuck.. serious? i don’t think i can last that long.. how much you think it’d be to rush the process and hightail my way to the front?” he asked playfully.
not that his math was up to par at the moment but if fin were to have ventured a guess he’d say that he’d managed to get about a hour-twenty worth of sleep the previous night. tag onto that that he’d been sprawled out on a bench near admissions and, well, his current half-there state wasn’t all the big a shock. but oh, what he wouldn’t do for a mouthful of pancakes. “fair enough considering,” fin nodded, looking back in tony’s direction but his mind ten thousand paces back, dancing between memories of johnny walker and red solo cup concoctions. “some of them got the right idea at least. i mean… in my experience only two things that can cure it.” before needing to be prompted, fin lifted two fingers. “hair of the dog.” an obvious. “and bacon.”
tony let out a soft groan as he looked at fin, his stomach turning uneasily as he craved the sweet release of breakfast and any sort of caffeine that would dull the throbbing ache behind his eyes. all he could think about was. flashes of lost memories flooded from the previous night that only made his face twist in disgust. “were you there last night?” he asked with a curious expression as he forced the cap off his water bottle to take a long sip, tongue catching a few droplets as he shoved the bottle into the side pocket of his bag. “three things.. add a bong rip to the occasion and that’s a full fledged cure to any hangover.” he mused.
with a large pair of sunglasses serving a double purpose of sheilding her weary eyes from the sunlight & hanging the large gags underneath her bloodshot eyes - rose made her way through the crowded hall & towards the universities food hall. a number of people approached her , but she was way too fragile to be dealing with people today , so she dismissed them with a single wave of her hand as she continued through the students. once she got into the queue , she recognised the familiar frame in front of her. she pushed passed the people in front of her , ignoring the complaints that she recieved about jumping the queue & rested an almost flirtatous hand on her back. “okay, you have a fucking sexy voice - but do you mind not yelling in my tender ears?” she replied, before covering her mouth with disgust when the smell of burgers reached her nose.
tony had almost equated the voice to be a mirrage though with the hand on his back and her presence now by his side he couldn’t help but chuckle lowly with a soft roll of his eyes. his arm came to wrap around her shoulder, his thumb brushing against her bicep as she spoke. “i wasn’t yelling, you’re just delicate.” he mused as he eyed her reaction. he relaxed his posture, head tilting at the small line before him before his gaze shifted back to rose. “what do you want? i’ll push my way to the front, you can get some fresh air before you..die on me here..” he hummed into her ear before pulling back to judge her reaction
a steady headache lingered over a still intoxicated tony as he stumbled out of the frat house, sunglasses shading the early afternoon sun as he tugged the backpack strap over his shoulder with a water bottle mixed with day old gatorade as he adjusted his focus. he had class in just a short ten minutes but his mind went straight to the dining hall and the greasy bacon egg and cheese that awaited him. pushing his way into the hall he let out a groan, pushing his sunglasses to the top of his head as he eyed the small line before the counter, hand on his stomach. “guess everyone is fuckin’ slumped today.” he muttered more to himself than anyone else as he looked down at the student standing before him.
( charles melton , twenty three , cismale , he/him ) ANTHONY COSTA, don’t think that you have gotten off easy because i haven’t told the school that REDACTED . sweetie , no one can hide from me - not even a/the member of ALPHA NU EPSILON. oh no, your secret is most certainly not safe with me. you know , i asked around about you & most people said that you reminded them of HAN SOLO with KISS KISS BY MGK playing in the background , that’s very interesting - i wonder how accurate they are.
hello luvs.. this is gonna be a train wreck so bare w/me.. tap the heart & i’ll come plot <’3
GROWING UP
anthony was born && raised in nyc to michael and ophelia jin-ae costa
cancer baby, emotion as heck
costa family has heavy ties to the italian mafia and tony’s father has always wanted tony to follow suit
michael and ophelia had a daughter gia when tony was 3 and he absolutely doted on her
his father has always been critical of him no matter what, when he recognized how soft tony was he exploited that when it came to the family business
spent a lot of time between nyc and italy trying to impress his father but he always fell short
this did a number on his psychie and while ophelia was a great influence on him he always wished to seek the approval of his father but was never good enough
had a few unstable relationships in high school, nothing in particular stuck however
cousin to @lecosta
COLLEGE
decided to follow his cousin leo to meadowbank to acquire a degree in business, figuring the best he could do to help when he returned to nyc
only was able to get in due to a large bribe set forth by the costa family, his grades werent that good
is not book smart by any means, has adhd and can’t focus on a god damn thing
pays someone from another frat or sorority to do his work for him
heavily relies on his adderall prescription to get him to class though most of the time his heads down and drool is trickling from his lips
spends his time between bartending down the st from the university or passed out in the bathtub at the alpha house
avid party thrower, tends the makeshift bar and is the first to order the kegs
joined the lacrosse team his sophomore year for shits and ended up being pretty good
PERSONALITY
acts solely on emotion, thinks with his heart and not his head
bit torn up about his relationship with his father and certainly has no proper coping mechanisms so he’ll sleep around and drink to ignore his issues
incredibly goofy, aloof and a bit off the rails most days
genuine and caring, will do anything for his frat / anyone he’s close to
probably falls easily? has his heart broken often
weary of forming a solidified relationship, its hard for him to trust others
