gianni’s bachelor party
featuring 3/4 of astropussy (sorry augie), twinks ‘r us & the old quincy prep gang back together again
🎉 👬 🍻
+ santi’s drunk tweets + avey’s drunk tweets

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gianni’s bachelor party
featuring 3/4 of astropussy (sorry augie), twinks ‘r us & the old quincy prep gang back together again
🎉 👬 🍻
+ santi’s drunk tweets + avey’s drunk tweets
Dorm mates, from left to right: Percy, Drako, Gianni, Santi, Adonis & Bao
Dear Molly,
Sorry I haven’t written in a while. I’m starting to understand what you mean about November...except now it just feels like that all year round. I don’t want to do anything anymore. I don’t want to be a person. I just kinda wanna run away and never look back. Sprout wings and turn into a god and live on a mountain over a kingdom of lizards. Let’s go someplace warm. I want to burn again.
I took your advice...now you’ll always be on me.
Love, Dirty God
P.S. I wasn’t kidding about what I said last summer. You turn 18 in August. Quiero estar contigo para siempre.
“Promise me we’ll be friends after school. None of that fake shit.” “Of course we will be. You already know that.”
bonus addition that i literally based this scene off of:
Santi’s Hair Journey: Origins (alternatively titled Santi Lost a Bet With Drako)
"Headmaster's gonna kill you." "Let him."
Dear Molly, Sounds like you’ve got a serious case of the Novembers…haha…sorry that was me trying to be funny. The weather’s not much better here. England is weird. This school’s pretty diverse, though, so we get all kinds of accents…no promises on how mine’ll change. But I do promise I’ll stay a Jersey boy forever. My roommate actually has an Italian accent. His name is Gianni and I bet he’d get all the babes if this weren’t an all boys school. Well…who knows what he’s into. He’s great, though. All my dorm mates are. That Drako, though. He’s a wild card…seems like your type. You’re in my dreams a lot. Kinda feels like black magic. I love it though. Love, Santi P.S. Be safe.