#thread: marcello

[sav-grey]

who: @marcelloderosa​ where: sav’s room when: late friday night, after the welcome dinner

Sav hadn’t returned to the grand hall after she had ran from it, instead barring herself in her room, ignoring the sound of her phone vibrating as she desperately tried to block out what had just happened. Her eyes were puffy as she kept crying, changing into one of Marcello’s sweaters that had been left there at some point, and burying herself under her blankets, just wanting to hide from everything that had happened. She didn’t know how long she had been there, going between feeling utterly numb and near sobbing, sniffing back her tears that were soaking her pillow anyways when she heard the door open. She desperately tried to quiet her cries, not peeking her head out - not wanting to face her family, sure it would only be reprimands. 

Despite her obvious sniffles, her obvious location in the bed, she desperately just wanted whichever one of her parents or sisters it was to go away, just burying herself deeper into the blankets when she felt him climbing into the bed, the familiar feeling of Marcello’s arms wrapping around her, just causing her sobs to increase, growing more insistent as he slid under the blankets with her. “What are you doing?” she asked, the words barely coherent around the crying, barely able to comprehend that he - that anyone, really - would actually come.

[nate-shaw]

marcello -> nate | 2:07am.

marcello: bitch

nate: did this have a point

[maiacroft]

@marcelloderosa​

Maia had felt like she hadn’t been keeping up with her fitness, she had been focused on her academics and for the first time she felt like she was falling short in something. She typically knew how to manage her time better, but these days it felt like there wasn’t enough time in the day. Maybe it was because what she was studying was a lot heftier than what she was doing in high school. Either way, she wanted to get back to a good balance. There was no practice and Maia found some free time on her hands. She figured she would go to the field to run and shoot some penalty kicks. Walking onto the field, she placed her duffle bag near one of the penalty kick lines and sat down on the turf, stretching out her hamstring. She took a moment to relax before unapologetically going hard in her upcoming workout. 

Just as she let the silence of the field and the wind to keep her focus on stretching her muscles, she heard approaching footsteps, not expecting anyone to be on the field at that time. Turning her head, she sat up with legs spread out before her as she saw Marcello. She stayed silent for a moment as he approached, remembering the last conversation they had and feeling a bit of the sadness she felt before. “Hey.” She said after a moment. 

[sav-grey]

text📲 sav ⇆ marc

sav: did you know fall is the best time of year for surfing in spain

sav: think it would be silly to pass up the chance to see if that's true for the second year in the row

sav: [attached link to flight options]

sav: supposedly atlantic has better waves but my resident spain expert might be more familiar with the mediterranean?

[sav-grey]

who: @marcelloderosa​ when: after the carnival fundraiser where: at the bonfire

Sav’s entire face lit up when she finally spotted Marcello, abandoning the conversation she was in the midst of to practically launch herself at him, a little past tipsy and overly affectionate, as she always got when she had been drinking. She threw her arms around his shoulders, letting him catch her weight as she clung to him. “Took you long enough,” she said with a pout, her voice barely above a whisper as she hung off of his frame. 

[sav-grey]

who: @marcelloderosa​ when: early Friday morning where: Sav’s dorm room

Sierra wasn’t traveling in from the city, so she got the Luxor campus several hours before the rest of the Grey family, and she knew exactly what to do. If she knew Sav at all (which she did), her dorm room door probably wasn’t even locked, and she would be able to sneak right in to wake up her younger sister, leaping into her bed complete with over the top smooches and extreme affection that Sav hated. It was finally her graduation weekend after all. 

Maybe the way that Sav and Marcello were clinging to each other was a little much, not that either of them wanted to admit that at the moment. But still, since prom, they had been spending most of their time in each other’s rooms, and that night was no exception. At the moment, Sav was asleep curled into Marcello’s back, her arm draped over his waist and her face tucked into his shoulder blade, solidly asleep until the banging open of her door startled her awake. She bolted up right, looking entirely disheveled when her eyes met Sierra’s.

Sierra’s eyes flickered between Sav and the boy in bed next to her, her head tilting towards one side as she pointed towards him. “Who’s this?” she asked by way of greeting, an amused smirk already spreading across her face at having caught Sav literally spooning with someone. “Uh, who is....who?” Sav replied, still groggy from the sudden wake-up as she rubbed at one eye. 

[sav-grey]

who: @marcelloderosa​ when: night/early morning after game night

Sav tossed down the pizza crust she had been eating, unfolding herself from her crossed legged position on the floor. “This is where I call it. Enjoy the rest of the pizza,” she said with muffled yawn, leaving the boys to finish whatever was left. She wouldn’t be surprised at this point if this sun was already rising, considering how long that stupid game had gone, leftover alcohol and nicotine and adderall thrumming through her system in a weird combination that probably wouldn’t allow her to actually fall asleep despite the exhaustion she was feeling. Regardless, the blonde decided to go back to her dorm anyways, arms crossed over her chest as she headed back in the direction of the girl’s wing.  

[sav-grey]

who: @marcelloderosa​​ when: right after arriving at the spring break resort where: marc’s villa

They had just gotten to the resort, Sav not even bothering to go to her room before being swept up in her plans with Marcello. They had quickly commandeered the private pool area attached to his villa, wine and charcuterie set up right on the edge of the pool while they frolicked in the water. At the moment, Sav had her arms wrapped around Marc’s shoulders as they floated lazily, planning on clinging to him for most of the vacation. For once they would be able to focus on what Sav wanted to, which was paying attention to each other over school. Him paying attention to school, that was. “You know,” she said, leaning in to press another kiss to his jawbone before she continued speaking. “There are some good - hard - hiking trails if we find it worth it to leave this villa,” Sav added, like it wasn’t Marcello and he hadn’t probably researched everything to find for them to do on the island anyways.