Job Hunting~
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]
( They say love is blind, but this is a god damn crime! )
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]
( They say love is blind, but this is a god damn crime! )
The phrase looped itself over and over in his head, each repetition bringing with it more conviction that Antonio would not be returning from Spain at all.
And just like that, the fears he'd tried to suppress at the bathhouse came rushing back with such intensity that Romano half-expected the Spaniard to be called away at any moment and told that things would not get better.
But he didn't yell this time, or scream or punch the other for being such a god damn selfless jerk.
Palms pressed against his thighs, fisted hands clawed into skin as Romano desperately restrained himself from reacting, from hinting that he was in any way, shape or form affected by this news.
Inhale, exhale and release. He sighed, bringing his hands back to the table's surface to pick at a pizza that had long lost it's appeal.
The fact that the other was humming only angered him further..to think that someone could announce something like that and still be able to smile and pretend everything is alright..
Romano picked up a slice and inspected it, he mind filtering all but that god damn incessant humming. A lone anchovie rolled off the pizza and onto the floor, followed by half of the topping onto the table.
Great. This wasn't pizza. This was bullshit...and Antonio was still...
Fuck. He couldn't take it anymore. Dropping the slice, Romano abruptly slid his chair back, standing up with both hands planted hard on the table.
"Would you stop acting like everything is fucking alright dammit! It's such god damn bullshit."
Dammit why was this affecting him so much? If he stayed any longer he was going to start crying again..
In order to protect his dignity (or so he told himself) Romano turned and stormed out of the restaurant in a string of fast and colourful Italian.
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