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@rinascitadi
If we cannot have Christmas in France this year, then I suppose I am happy that we are having it in a place with such fine weather.
[He laughs, knowing how chaotic this night will be for them with cocaine involved.]
C... Cocaine.
You are bringing drugs to our family Christmas affair? On the day Jesus Christ was brought into this world? Where is it? You tell me where it is right this very moment. I am flushing it, Dio mio — you know fratellino is influenced easily —
「 ❊ He's feverishly packing about a hundred bottles of homemade amaro into his car for the drive to Spain. He cannot hold them all.
Disaster is imminent.
He is not above hiding, sadly. But I do not understand why — he is in Spain more than half of the time normally, why would he not want to come and spend Christmas with everyone there?
And it is not as if we have fought . . . recently. Within the last 12 hours . . . or so.
「 ❊ Honestly, the idea that Romano would've contacted Carlino before Feliciano is already insane, but the radio silence is... Perturbing.
"And he did--did not mention any bailing? That seems un--unlike him... Should we go--go and look?"
I will try calling to Spain first to see if he is already there! I did not consider that might be the case... but if he is not already there, then I am not sure where to look. He has many hiding places, that one... Dio mio. And if we leave without him, he will find some way to turn it back against us!
If we cannot have Christmas in France this year, then I suppose I am happy that we are having it in a place with such fine weather.
[He laughs, knowing how chaotic this night will be for them with cocaine involved.]
BUT HAVE YOU SEEN FRATELLONE?
WE CANNOT LEAVE WITHOUT HIM.
I fear is trying to be difficult again.
... No. Of course I have not- why, I have not seen him in months. Or heard from him! [Francis cares for about 5 seconds, and then goes back to being excited.]
I am sure he is just in one of his moods. Or perhaps he is already there! Oh, Feliciano, he is fine. I brought us all a very special gift this year.
That... that is true. I have not called Spagna yet to see if fratellone already made his way to him. Maybe he is already there and I am overreacting. I will contact him shortly.
— What is your special gift? Baked goods, I hope!
「 ❊ He's feverishly packing about a hundred bottles of homemade amaro into his car for the drive to Spain. He cannot hold them all.
Disaster is imminent.
He is not above hiding, sadly. But I do not understand why — he is in Spain more than half of the time normally, why would he not want to come and spend Christmas with everyone there?
And it is not as if we have fought . . . recently. Within the last 12 hours . . . or so.
If we cannot have Christmas in France this year, then I suppose I am happy that we are having it in a place with such fine weather.
[He laughs, knowing how chaotic this night will be for them with cocaine involved.]
BUT HAVE YOU SEEN FRATELLONE?
WE CANNOT LEAVE WITHOUT HIM.
I fear is trying to be difficult again.
「 ❊ He's feverishly packing about a hundred bottles of homemade amaro into his car for the drive to Spain. He cannot hold them all.
Disaster is imminent.
Make sure we pack the nicer wines as well. For us only. But also, why are you so pale? Are you coming down with cold?
[Touches his forehead]
「 ❊ Carlino nods!! Vigorously!! There are some beautiful vintages also lining the counters and many more chilling in the fridge, already in tote bags and ready to be taken. Only reusable bags in this house.
"Uah - you worry far t-too much-! I mayhavebeenasleepforthelastsevenmonths s-so that may have contributed - ma, I am s-so well-! Is there anything else I should br-bring? We have such a long drive."
I think that should be everything — oh, well. There are the wrapped gifts. They must be packed. I do not see them? I told fratellone to do this for me. Speaking of Roma, have you see him? Anywhere?
. . . At all?
「 ❊ He's feverishly packing about a hundred bottles of homemade amaro into his car for the drive to Spain. He cannot hold them all.
Disaster is imminent.
Make sure we pack the nicer wines as well. For us only. But also, why are you so pale? Are you coming down with cold?
[Touches his forehead]
Dio mio, it is that time again. We are being made to the trek all the way to Spain for Christmas this year. It is not my first choice, but... God says we should always be forgiving toward our loved ones.
— In any case, ciao, ciao! It has been a long while since I've seen some of your beautiful faces! Come sta?
brassandblue:
rinascitadi:
You’re next. If you even make it past Inglaterra.
@aux-armes-citoyens
[… ! ]
Well. It would seem we both got a bit ahead of ourselves... this year.
aux-armes-citoyens:
Generally. [Francis repeats, for emphasis.]
A shame, really. Though- [Francis fakes a sigh, eyelashes batting innocently.] I quite understand. Not everybody can handle a French cock.
[ Júlio gives the longest, most exasperated sigh. Perhaps he really did walk right into that. Nonetheless — ]
. . . If that’s what helps you sleep at night, Francis.
RONALLDOOOOOOOOO
aux-armes-citoyens:
[Francis looks shocked for a split second- just a split second, before regaining his flirtatious composure and raising his eyebrows playfully.] Oh, you tease. [A mischievous smirk.]
Then I will see you next week, no? I will even let you wear my French jersey. I think the blue will go just perfectly with your complexion.
Hardly teasing if it’s a promise. And I stay true to my word. Generally.
Don’t push your luck, however. I’d rather be dead than caught in a French jersey.
xbasilrp:
[ ☀ ]— It feels like… [ it feels like toni’s hands on júlio’s shoulders! very firmly! … it feels like they might be moving up! towards! his neck!
… but they don’t yet! they just get a good squeeze. this is fine. ]
It feels like you have so much riding on your shoulders now! You can’t choke, alright? Promise me! ♥
[ Ignores the fact that he is seconds away from being choked out by his dear little brother. They’ve had much worse fights, after all. ]
Your unwavering support is appreciated. Even though your team ultimately failed to finish the job, my team will.
[ Digs into the back pocket of his pants and offers a lone cigarette. ]
Smoke?
Matt leaves a voicemail for Al: "Can I get a uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh hamburger with a side of you're a little bitch?"
Leaves a voicemail back, about a half hour later. It is just this song playing at full blast.
aux-armes-citoyens:
Oh, please.
Save the foreplay for when we face each other, hm. Do you want to come over to watch next week? [Wink.]
As forward as ever, aren’t you. But I’ll humor you, just this once. If our teams do come to meet on the field, I’ll meet you — at your home.
You’re next. If you even make it past Inglaterra.
@aux-armes-citoyens
xbasilrp:
The best part is that I hardly need to rub it in. The sheer embarrassment of it all speaks for itself. In volumes. Truly, the most remarkable thing to have happened in this World Cup barring Italy not qualifying at all.
How does it feel, Antonio? Don’t hold back.
