Easter Sunday. All together now.

[italian_honour]

Who: Lovi, Marcello, Nico, Toni
Where: The Vargas Mansion
When: backdated to Easter Sunday, about 6pm
What: After attending church the relatives decide to invite themselves over for dinner, Romano doesn't get much of a say.

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[5minutetheft]

Still donning her best attire, Nicoleta arrived to church relatively on time. Earlier, Katya helped her conceal her bruise on her face, which was just a faint hue on her jaw due to the unfriendly accident from a few days prior. Still, she was confident that it won't be the subject of any topics for the night.

She greeted Marcello with the traditional kiss on both cheeks because he looked like he deserved it, gave Romano the hair-tousling-and-tease combo, as well as met someone new, a rather good looking Spaniard by the name of Antonio.

Going to mass the second time was a lot nicer than going with the Braginskys. Particularly because the mood was less austere and tense. There was also no Russian man to partially glare at either. All in all, it was a pleasant event. Once Easter mass wrapped up, dinner was to be held at Romano's nifty mansion. It has been a while since she set foot in that extravagant abode but she was excited about other things. Ghosts, what else? The woman fantasized that it must be teaming with restless apparitions

[italian_honour]

"If you want to cheer me up, then you can go home." Romano retorted, burying his head in his arms at the end of the Dining Room table.
He never quite understood Nicoleta; she was always claiming that she was trying to make him feel better, but everything she did, nay her entire existence, seemed to contradict that.

Looking away from her he lifted his head to glance lazily down the table as Antonio and Marcello lagged behind, caught up in some sort of conversation.
They got along well, he mused and wondered idly how much he'd spent to keep them both in the country.
And people said he didn't do anything.

[tomatomatonio]

Feeling Lovi's gaze, Antonio caught and returned it with a grin of his own. Everything about today was warm and happy, and he felt like he hadn't got a single care in the world.

Sure, he'd been too caught up in the trial to remember about Lent this year, but he figured dealing with the trial itself was penance enough for it. Plus he had made it to Mass. So he figured he must be in okay standing so far as all of that went.

Besides, he was able to hang out with Marc again, who was a pretty nice kid, and he'd met Nico, who was pretty interesting. Getting to see Lovi joke around (even if he wasn't really smiling too much) with his relatives was a pretty special thing in and of its own. And today, it felt like he really was a part of that family, instead of just the guy who happened to spend most of his free time with Lovi.

IDK.

[ketchupkaper]

Marcello had been looking forward to this day for a while now. Although he didn't like to admit how much he needed his family, it was still nice to see them from time to time. Well, he saw Nicoleta at work but on a less personal level. And he hardly ever saw Romano. Antonio was the newest addition to their famiglia, (through Romano) whom he had only met once until now. During Mass the Seborgan realized that despite their clashing personalities, it did feel like the four of them really did seem to belong together somehow. All that was missing was…was Feliciano. But he tried not to think about that. Today was supposed to be a happy day