Little Angel
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Thread Topic: Little Angel
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"Of course I am." He said with a soft laugh. Catching the wink, Dantello turned his attention to the older. "I'm being completly serious."
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He moved his focus back to the road, shrugging, acting as if he wasn't cheering on the inside.
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Dantello turned back to the window, watching the people that walked along the sidewalk. There wasn't very many people on the street, but the amount walking was growing by the minute. Dantello always loved when it was packed like this.
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It was a while before they reached the small town house. The door was propped open, and Sam was standing on the lawn, talking to a boy who was staring at his with a look that just yelled really? The boy laughed about something, turned, and left, taking off on a Harley that had been parked on the curb. Rosario turned the car off, grinning. "Oh, Sammy~ Did he run once he saw how dreadfully small your d--- was? Tough luck, mate."
"I'm locking you out."
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Dantello looked at the small house. It looked cozy from the outside, and not in a bad way like most small houses. He noticed the two in the front yard and wondered if Rosario knew them. He realized quickly that he at least knew one of the boys, the one he was talking to.
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Sam gave in after that, waiting for them at the door. Rosario put the top up on the car, and got out. "Leave your stuff. I'll take you home after a bit," He promised, moving to open Dantello's door.
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"Mkai." Dantello got out of the car once Rosario had opened the door for him, nodding his thanks to him. He started towards the door, shoving his hands in the back of his dark skinny jeans.
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Sam made a face at the sight of Dantello, smirking. "Ooooh~ Someone'sgonnagetlaiiiid."
"Someone's gonna get smacked," Rosario responded, glaring at his best friend. He moved to go into the house, sighing at the smell of home- Scented candles, half-finished paintings, and cats. -
Dantello rolled his eyes and followed Rosario into the small house, looking around at everything. The walls, the decoration. In the air he could smell what he thought was candles; he thought it smelt nice. Moving so he was beside Rosaroo , he turned to him. "Where to?"
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The walls were covered in canvases that were half-painted, some that just had holes in them. Rosario ignored them, though, hardly noticing. "Living room," He said, pointing to a small area off the kitchen, that had mint-green couches and a white rug.
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Dantello examined the walls that were covered in the canvases, wondering who had started them. Deciding not to ask, he followed Rosario and sat down on one of the mint-green couches, slipping off his Converse and socks and setting them beside the couch before sitting criss cross on the couch.
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Sam stepped into the living room, dropping into the recliner, turning on the telly. He flipped through channels for a moment, before turning to look at Dantello. "So. You're gay?"
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Dantello raised his eyebrows at Sam, but nodded slowly. "Bisexual. But yeah, basically. And you?" He asked, glancing at the telly.
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"Well, I'm about as gay as it gets, my friend." He grinned, tilting his head. "You like Ro much? He's been kinda down, lately, after that last guy kicked him out. You should be sweet on him, just for a night or two," He shrugged at the suggestion, as if he weren't the one saying it. "Whatever."
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