Job Hunting~

[italian_honour]

WHO: Antonio, Romano. Kim
WHEN:  Saturday 29th, around 10am
WHERE: Antonio's apartment to begin with
WHAT: Toni needs a new job, Romano thinks he's retarded.

[ooc: Kimmy feel free to jump in as wel :3]

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[italian_honour]

Kim headed back to the kitchen and Romano was left, still in the entrance, with Antonio. Suprisingly, he made no effort to interrogate the Spaniard any further. He really wasn't interested in the other's life-story, or having a deep and meaningful discussion for that manner.
Besides, Romano knew all too well the importance of 'private family matters,' and while that usually wouldn't have stopped him from pressuring Antonio, at the moment he just really couldn't be bothered.
It wasn't often that Antonio gave hesitation to a conversation with Romano [the rarity of such an occasion was enough to make anyone jump for the opportunity] so with such a short answer alone, he knew it must've been important.

"Just don't overwork yourself, bastard. I don't want to have to put up with all your whining." Romano muttered, head lowered with chin against his shoulder, refusing to make eye contact.
Kim's departure had left an awkward stillness in the air, one that always seemed to bother Romano when neither snapping nor complaining could appropriately disperse it. Shifting uncomfortably his attention was also drawn to the tv, scoffing at the combination of Spanish and German in some terribly over-acted soap drama.

Turning his back to Antonio he wandered further into the house (completely ignoring the Spaniard's warning of having to leave soon) to stand beside the couch Kim was on, watching the soap with little to no interest.
Did she seriously like this crap?
Raising an eyebrow his averted his gaze to look down at her, and whatever the hell she was eating. "You seriously enjoy this?"

[lotusvivi]

What often happened when Kim turned on the TV and found nothing of interest, she just left it on, for some background noise. At least after being alone the whole week, she'd seriously needed it to not freak out.

She swallowed the piece of pho she'd taken, and looked up at Romano, before back at the TV. What the hell were they saying anyway? With a quick flick on the remote, it turned over to some action movie. Oh, well, this one at least had english actors, so she could understand what was going on. Not that she really cared much.

" Not really." she said, simply ignoring whatever tense atmosphere had occured the ten seconds she'd left for the kitchen. The pho was just so delicious! And also, she was trying to think of a way to get the two boys together somehow.

[italian_honour]

Not having much better to do, Romano sat himself down on the arm of the chair, following Kim's lead and watching whatever action movie was on.
Bullshit English acting with a bullshit English plot. You'd never find any of this low-budget crap in Italy, he was sure of it.

Romano didn't last long. All it took was a few moments for him to decide that he was bored and get up again, glancing back to Antonio before inviting himself into the kitchen and subsequently the fridge and cupboard.
"Oi, Antonio. What sort of food dya have?"
He hadn't eaten that morning, as a means of saving food and money, especially when he knew he could get something at Antonio's. He hadn't planned for the Spaniard being poor...
Ah well. Romano's attention was diverted to the row of plants growing under the sun- Antonio did owe him a tomato afterall...