Someone said they saw [TOMMASO DONATELLI] around Rift Valley the night of Miles Logan’s murder. People are wondering if they had something to do with it. The [32] year old claims to be [ON A PLANE] at the time of the murder. They are said to be [CHARMING], which can play to their innocence until you consider they are also [RUTHLESS]. But who knows if they are telling the truth? Rumor has it, they [ARE NOT] a witness in the investigation. Regardless, the [CIVILIAN] who happens to be the [MAFIA HEIR] is a suspect, but so is everyone else.
BASICS.
FULL NAME: tommaso bartolo donatelli
AGE: thirty-two
DATE OF BIRTH: august 1st
NICKNAMES: tommy, tom
PARENTS: antonio and anna maria donatelli
SIBLINGS: antonio jr. (34), tatianna (30), francesca (30), mia (27), matteo (26)
CHILDREN: none
HAIR COLOR: dark brown
EYE COLOR: brown
HEIGHT: 6'0’’
TATTOOS: undisclosed
SCARS: undisclosed
SEXUALITY: bisexual
POSITIVE TRAITS: charming, ambitious, creative
NEGATIVE TRAITS: ruthless, arrogant, power-hungry
AFFILIATION: santoro family (sort of)
FACE CLAIM: belmont cameli
BACKGROUND.
being the second born into the donatelli family was no easy feat. tommy was taught the family rules and prepared to join the family business from an early age. and he worked his little butt off to be someone who's parents were proud of. he was good, really good. scary good. but nothing he ever did erased the fact that he was always second best and his older brother would be the one running everything one day. most people would have quit or not work as hard but not him. no, tommy wanted to make sure people remembered he existed, that he was still valuable.
love and affection was never really something he was given as a child, so he grew not expecting it. you can't really miss what you never had. his family was big, much like your typical italian family, but his parents took it a step further when they started fostering children. he didn't really understand why and they never really stayed long, so tommy never bothered to bond with them. they were just strays in need of shelter. his family welcomed them with open arms, treated them like they mattered, made them feel at home right until they moved on somewhere else. he never asked where they went, since he didn't really care.
the one that stayed longer was tatianna. at least that's the name his parents gave her. tommy was on the edge of eighteen by then, too full of himself to really care about yet another kid his parents wanted to play house with. there was something about her though because she didn't leave like the others. his parents saw something special in her, something their family needed.
he realized what that something was when he was tasked with following her into rift valley to oversee her new married life and the new connection his father had decided to forge. the santoro family was known as a powerful unit in california, a location the donatelli's had yet to tap. and after tatianna's first assignment failed terribly, they needed to make sure this one succeeded in order for them to expand their business.
tommy never questioned his father's plans or the way they were executed. he followed blindly all his life because that's what a good son does. but as he reached his thirties, he started to realize that nothing he did was ever good enough. his brother will still inherit everything and tommy will always be the second in line, the afterthought. and well...maybe it's time to change things a little.
HEADCANONS.
tommy played several sports growing up, hockey and football being his favorites. he even got a scholarship for football right until an injury forced him into early retirement and the death of any kind of professional sports career.
CONNECTIONS.
the ex - tommy was visiting one of his sisters in school when he met julieta. the two hit it off right away and it wasn't long until they were in a sort of relationship. tommy ended up breaking things off abruptly without much explanation. nowadays he pretends it wasn't anything serious and refuses to so much mention her name around his family.
the hookups - people tommy hooks up with on occasion to pass the time when he's bored or needs a distraction (lucia virelli)
lola: you've never brought a date to a party?
lola: guess that makes it easier to not go home with the wrong person...
lola: relax, you don't actually need one.
lola: wear a dress silly, just a short one! no ruffles!
pam: yeah...in high school. and work stuff sometimes
pam: lol that does not make it easier...not that I speak from experience or anything...
pam: I'm raiding your closet for that. you wouldn't approve of anything in mine
" yeah, sounds about like you. " he sighs as she revels in the admission of enjoying his misfortune and yet not a single shred of regret in his words the last time they were ever semi cordial: i'm done with your ass. " i like the peace and quiet sometimes. " he shrugs. " you should try it sometime. might do you good, might make you less rigid. "
"peace and quiet? awww, did the dating pool finally dry up?" had he been nicer in the past and maybe they could have become good friends. instead he went and acted like a total asshole in front of half the town, so kitty now made it her mission to make his every waking moment complete torture. "what would you know about rigid? let's not fool ourselves here, darling." yes, she was playing dirty and hitting literally below the belt. he deserved it and it brought her great joy. "but if you really want to know, I could get someone to demonstrate for you."
"I am sure I count when you are screaming for me." Grayson tossed a wink. "I could think of a few ways to shut that mouth of yours." Ways thats that would bring him pleasure. "Do you now? I'm sure you get all the pleasure out of this place. When that starts to get lackluster give me a shout and I'll show ya what real pleasure feels like." Wilder moved to pick up another set, one that was bold and strappy, "I don't need a job babe. I am pretty sure my blossoming business and plans for expansion is fulfilling enough. "I want something bad, bold, fiece. Something that you would do a double take seeing the innocent prudish girl in." a gift for Dulce. "Something when she puts it on she can't help but getting wet."
"keep dreaming, wilder." her eyes rolled, but as she turned to focus on fixing another display, there was a little smile tainting her serious face. he was the worst kind of guy. the guy that teased and played but also able to back it up. at least according to his reputation. kitty had yet to allow herself to fall for his charm and not for his lack of trying. "you know, it's starting to feel like all your hype will end up being super lackluster, so I'd rather save myself the disappointment and frustration." her eyes widened as he messed yet another one of her displays, ready to wrap the expensive fabric around his neck and suffocate the shit out of him. instead she took a deep breath. "if you're looking to dress up a prudish girl, any basic attire will look bold and fierce on her. like this. "she moved toward a set on a mannequin, something classy and a little simpler. "it's beautiful but still comfortable. now if you're looking to make her eyes bulge..." she turned to a display further in the back of the store, bringing his attention to something shiny. "this is less comfortable to wear, trust me. but it looks so fucking gorgeous, it'll make a virgin look like a goddess."
dulce let out a soft laugh, shaking her head as she brought her wine glass up to her lips, clearly entertained despite the secondhand frustration. “that is criminal,” she said lightly, eyes sparkling with amusement as she leaned back into the couch like she was settling in for the full story now. “men really will trip over their own feet and somehow still find a way to make it your fault, it’s impressive actually.” she glanced over at kitty with a knowing look, before tilting her head slightly. “i wish i knew the answer,” she answered honestly, a small smile tugging at her mouth. “maybe we're all just a little delusional, a bunch of hopeful souls who think maybe the next one will be better. personally, i've sort of given up on it all."
it was nice having a friend who understood what she meant without mockery or judgement. unlike tyler who was kind of an asshole whenever she complained. "right?! ugh." she couldn't blame him though, she gave it right back. dulce was nice and understanding and actually gave constructive criticism. "yes, well...hope is getting us nowhere so I think I'm done for a bit. just no more dates with questionable men. I should have just focused more of my efforts on women anyway. I've never had a bad date with a woman." she paused, glass halfway raised to her lips. "okay, maybe not never. but it happens less often."
" relax. you think i'd let you down? " he shakes his head as if he were offended she'd even think he was even semi serious. " yeah yeah. " he rolls his eyes, a real comedian this one. but it was one he genuinely didn't mind stealing his drinks from his table.
" the difference between your track record and mine is that mine isn't messy— or petty. " a brow slightly raised like she knows the ones he's talking about. he wasn't a petty bitch like she was when he felt slighted and he has seen just how vindictive kitty lopez could be. " wilder's a dumbass, this is common knowledge. " harsh words wilder hasn't heard before from all the times he's told him what a bad idea something was before doing it anyway and unfortunately, he was a dumbass that signed his paychecks. " what'd he do now? "
"oh really? your track record isn't messy?" eyebrow raised in challenge as her arms crossed over her chest. "care to elaborate? because last time I checked you were playing dumb about a certain blonde..." despite her urge to shit on his...well, she wouldn't call it love life. but anyway, despite said urge, kitty did feel bad about the poor girl. she could do so much better than a guy who pretended he didn't notice. her lips pursed with a scrunch of her nose as she flicked her hair back. "he exists within my breathing space. that's enough to get me annoyed. I don't know why he keeps trying when we both know it's not happening."
it caught his attention for its overwhelming lack. yujin had to consider that every interaction with kitty was a comparison more than a conversation. hello had not been how they used to greet each other, so it sat lodged in his chest as something unfamiliar. not necessarily wrong, but always in competition with what had once been there, now no longer was.
"i just like to take my lunch breaks in the sun," yujin said, which was so obviously a lie that it might not even have been worth pointing out. it wasn't like his job came as a nine-to-five, let alone included lunch breaks. more than that, he wasn't the type to linger in bare, open spaces where someone could catch him from any angle. it had him visibly on edge every time. it had him visibly nervous now. "you haven't done anything," he said. this was accompanied by a sentiment that spoke of years and all that lingered: she hadn't done anything to offend him this time, but she had always done something. and in quite the same way, he had always done something, too. "i just thought i'd make this easy on us. we're not really the people for awkward small talk, are we?"
"next to children..." nobody in their right mind would want to take a quiet lunch break in such a busy area of the park. even if she couldn't tell he was lying right away, the fact that he even tried to use the lunch bullshit excuse made it extremely obvious. "you'd think after all this time you wouldn't feel the need to lie to me. I don't matter anymore." the words felt foul in her mouth, but they were true. she stopped being important to him a long time ago.
you haven't done anything. except she had. maybe not now, but many years ago. he didn't have to blame her, she did that all on her own. she couldn't remember how many nights she spent awake, going over the events that lead to their lives falling apart and changing so much. that's why she tried to avoid him as much as possible. out of sight, out of mind. or at least, she wished it were true. "no, we're not. I guess we're the people who avoid each other at all cost now. even if our lives will never not be intertwined one way or another."
Lucia was in la la land, and that entailed her drifting off into other thoughts. one that may or may not have been about a certain tall blonde. It wasn't until she heard someone else speak, and for a second she thought am I in the mean girls movie? checking the small gold chain that she had pocketed once upon a time ago. "Well shit." she stated examining it "is it now?" a necklace was a necklace, did it have to have meaning? "alright Regina George." she chuckled "if I say it was handed down by my grandma, are you going to say, it's so vintage?"
"regina george? she wishes." kitty rolled her eyes, though a smirk tugged at the corners of her lips. "was it though? your grandma's? because it doesn't look that old." she took a step closer to inspect the piece. "the design was super popular in the early 2000's, so maybe I'd believe it if you said it was your mothers. you can say it was thrifted, there's no shame in that. potentially stolen, however..." her head shook in disapproval, though a smile etched itself on her lips. "someone's been a very bad girl and it wasn't me."
Elias: INSERT: HARRY POTTER GIF: you've been discovered at the scene of the crime!
Elias: im not even gonna touch on the fact that you got there before the cops, what a joke.
Elias: how serious are you about selling?
open to: everyone ( @thefaultstarters )
location: oceanside bar & grill
if there was one place she actually did like eating at, it was oceanside bar & grill. to her, they actually had some good food. and the outdoor seating was a bonus. leaning back in the chair, she took a long sip of her glass of wine before placing it on the table. eyes closing, a small sigh escaped her lips. peace and quiet. it was why she loved eating outside. because of the peace and quiet she would get. hearing the seat scrape across the wood though, she opened her eyes to see who it was. "you do know that there are other tables you could sit at, right?" she asked, looking at the person across from her.
pam usually was more of a fast food type of girl, but now and then she wanted to indulge a little. plus, she promised lucia she'd bring home some food and she wasn't in the mood to go grocery shopping. she was making her way in when she spotted the girl sitting alone and something about the scene...well, she just had to. without a word, she took a seat across from the other, her bag resting at her feet. "I was hoping I could talk to you, actually." she paused, head tilting to the side. "you're one of the santoro girls, right? sorry I can't remember your name, they all sound the same." she leaned back in her seat with an easy smile, trying her damn best not to dump all the questions at the tip of her tongue. "do you think we can order some fries? I'm starving."
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