Spamano Trash RP
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Thread Topic: Spamano Trash RP
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Sillinae Newbieay bby B^) welcome back
and yeah, im excited ^^
Antonio rolled his eyes, grinning. "Well, it's a good thing I'm used to that. I'll stick to soccer." Talking to Lovino was easy. Easier even than talking to Gil or Francis had been. He hummed acknowledgment when given directions, pulling out of the driveway and driving leisurely in the direction Lovino had indicated. He was a little surprised that Lovino lived so close. "I'm surprised I never saw you around the neighbor hood." He commented, thinking out loud. "Although I guess it is across the division..." But they were getting close to Lovino's house anyways. -
ty bby 8^D
yeah, that's really cool ^^ are you doing anything else before school starts? )
Lovino giggled at that. "Yeah, soccer seems to be a lot easier for you, you're really good," he agreed, shocking himself a little at how genuine complimentary that had sounded. At the mention of never seeing each other, Lovino wilted a little, glancing away. "Oh...um, you always had Gilbert and Francis around. I figured it was smarter to stay out of the way." he admitted quietly. He used to kick a soccer ball around with Feli a lot in their front yard, but a few too many interruptions from Gilbert quickly ended that. -
Sillinae Newbieoh gosh, i hope so. there's not much time though ^^; i think i start on the 12th. what about u?
Antonio stopped the car in Lovino's driveway, his lips pressing into a tight line. He stared out the windshield, and nodded. "Yeah. Well," he sighed, looking back at Lovino with a halfhearted smile. "That probably won't happen much anymore. But, thanks." He was about to continue, when there was a scuffling noise outside the car and suddenly Feliciano was there. "Fratello, you're late! I was so worried and I-" He stopped dead, looking at Antonio. "Oh. Well, I think you better come in before Nonno grounds you. I'll be inside." And he skipped away. Antonio glanced at Lovino, a bit startled. "Oh." -
I think I start on September 1st, bleh x.x )
Lovino froze, glaring at Feliciano as he darted back inside. "I'm...sorry about that. He's so f---ing needy, he's like a dog." He sighed heavily. "Okay, I guess I'm off to get screamed at, then. Thanks for the ride, thanks for everything else, too. I, uh, it really, um- j-just thanks." He blushed, climbing out of the car and giving him a little wave before jogging inside.
He tried to sneak up to his room, but Roma was waiting for him, arms crossed. "Lovino, do you have any idea how late you are?" Lovino swallowed nervously. "Uh...a few minutes?" he supplied weakly. "Fourty-five minutes!" Roma yelled. "And I-" he froze, suddenly noticing Lovino's wrapped wrist and cut cheek. "...Lovino, you idiot, what the hell did you do?!" -
Sillinae Newbieahh RIP both of us xD
Antonio sat silently in the car for a moment before driving slowly home. The entire drive home his thoughts were occupied by Lovino, Lovino, Lovino. Why, why couldn't he think of anything else? When he got home he ignored his brother, walking up to his own room and flopping onto the bed with a huff. He really did need to think about everything that had happened, even if wanted to do just about anything else. When was he going to do on Monday? At soccer practices? Around Lovino and Gilbert and Francis. And then he was thinking about Lovino again and he wanted to throw something. He settled for chucking his pillow at the wall. This couldn't be normal. -
omfg I'm sorryyyyy I'm so bad at staying awake I'm so sorry! )
After a lot of scolding, Lovino had finally managed to convince Roma that he'd fallen down the stairs at school, Antonio had found him, and they'd gotten caught up talking, which was why he was so late. He didn't really mind all the yelling, knowing it was just because he was worried, but he was a little offended at how long it took his grandpa to believe that he and Antonio had gotten along so quickly.
Now he was in his room. Having finished his homework quickly, so he wouldn't have to worry about it Sunday, Lovino was staring down at his sketchbook, trying to figure out why an abstract doodle had turned into a pair of embarrassingly familiar green eyes. This was going to be a long weekend. -
Sillinae NewbieNo no its okay I still thought it was kind of cute ^^ really, don't worry :^)
The evening ended with Antonio holding a pillow over his eyes, having given up on getting rid of the thoughts in his head. He'd started with everything else, but there had quickly been nothing else to think about, and now Antonio felt slightly sick.
Maybe if he just figured out why he kept thinking about Lovino it would go away. But the more he thought the more concerning it got. Lovino doing numbers and Lovino yelling and Lovino smiling and Lovino. The final nail in the coffin was when the traitorous thought that, /hey, what if he kissed Lovino?/ and that sent his pillow across his room again. But he had the sickening feeling that he was sure what it was now, and he was deathly afraid Lovino really would hate him if ever found out now. -
owo ahh okay I don't know why it's so hard for me to stay awake v.v; )
The rest of Lovino's weekend was uneventful, but torturous nonetheless. His sketchbook was quickly filling up with green eyes and curly hair, and all he could think of was Antonio pulling him away from the fight, then assuring him he didn't hate him, then laughing in that sickeningly sweet way. And of course, his evil hormones sending him some very embarrassing dreams.
Feliciano was starting to catch on. Whenever he asked about Antonio driving him home, or why his face was cut, or if he wanted to go play soccer, Lovino's face would turn red and he'd storm off. Eventually, Feli gave up on asking Lovino, and figured that asking Antonio might make things easier. So he called his friend Kiku, who called their friend Ludwig, who asked his brother Gilbert for Antonio's number. After a lot of confusing text conversations, the number finally made its way back to Feliciano, who wasted no time in calling Antonio. -
Sillinae Newbiedon't worry about it
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okay ^^ I'm assuming the rest got cut off haha
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Sillinae NewbieOH SHOOT THANK YOU FOR POINTING IT OUT I DIDN"T NOTICE
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Sillinae NewbieAntonio spent most of the weekend in his room. When Francis had the nerve to call him, he didn't answer. Gilbert tried too, but he ignored all of it. So when the end of the weekend approached and his phone was buzzing on the bed next to him for the third time, he almost didn't check the caller id. Flipping over and checking the screen, his eyebrows knit together in confusion when he saw the name on the screen. "Feliciano Vargas...?" How did he even get Antonio's number? Why was Lovino's brother calling him? He hesitated, before clicking the 'accept call' button. "Hello? Feliciano? What's up?"
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ah no problem c:
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Feliciano sighed, happy that he'd actually answered. "Hi Antonio! I'm sorry to bother you, but I wanted to ask you something..." he hesitated, glancing through his open doorway at the door to Lovino's room. It was closed, and the older Italian was napping inside, but Feli was still worried he'd wake up and get angry if he knew what he was doing. "Um, it's about Lovi," he added more quietly. "What happened with you two? He's been really quiet and I'm getting worried. Whenever I mention you he just runs off..."
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Sillinae Newbie"Oh." Antonio was startled into silence for a moment. That was certainly not the line of questioning he'd expected. "Well, uh, it's a semi long story." He sat back on the bed, a little hesitant to run it all over in his head again. "Lovino was uh, getting messed with by Gilbert and Francis. I stopped it a couple times, and they started messing with me too. We had tutoring on Friday and we finished early, so Lovino came to soccer with me..." He shook his head wryly, before realizing Feliciano couldn't see him. "Gil and Francis jumped me behind the bleachers. Lovino came in and helped break it up. He came to my house to get patched up and I drove him home." Why would Lovino be running off at mention of Antonio? Were they not in as good of a place as Antonio had thought?
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