Spamano Trash RP
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Thread Topic: Spamano Trash RP
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wow actually I had a really weird dream that woke me up at like 3am, but besides that fine! How about you?
Roma glared. "Does he know about this? I suggest you let him know what he's done, before I and the police do." He growled. Feliciano was watching the whole thing, looking rather worried, and only when he noticed did Roma's expression soften. "...We'll go get some food. Do you want anything, Antonio?" Lovino was breathing a bit more quickly now, worried that Antonio would get up and leave. -
Sillinae NewbieEh, I didn't get to sleep until really late but other than that I was okay. What was in the dream??
Antonio shook his head. "No," He mumbled, looking back down at his and Lovino's hands. "I don't want anything." Lovino looked distressed enough as it was, and Antonio had no interest in much else at the moment. He did have to tell Francis what he had done, although he didn't have much hope that it would be any kind of polite interaction. He also, however, didn't want to scare or worry Lovino. He'd go when Lovino was feeling better, and could be on his own for a little while. -
ahh it was really strange I don't remember all of it honestly but there was like this creepy letter and then some scary bald dude and apparently my subconscious has some issues lmao
Lovino gave his hand a soft squeeze as he watched Roma and Feliciano exit, sighing softly when the door closed. He let go of Antonio's hand to reach for the notebook again, scribbling something down.
You should call Francis. So you don't have to leave.
He held it out, looking embarrassed, but he really didn't want Antonio to go, especially not with the risk of Francis attacking him again. And he could hurt his head again, oh god. Lovino was quick to grab his hand again. -
Sillinae NewbieAhhh that does sound creepy o.o I hope you don't have another one if it makes you uncomfortable like that
Antonio looked at the words, considering them with a heavy sigh. He was loathe to admit it, but he really did want to see Francis face to face. And it was tempting to have an opportunity to give Francis even a little bit of what he deserved. "No promises." He murmured. "But I promise I'll be safe about it, alright?" Gilbert wouldn't be there, that was for sure. And if a real fight did break out, Antonio could take Francis alone. Maybe when Lovino fell asleep. He needed his rest, after all, and Antonio may as well do something productive when he was recovering. -
ahh thanks, me too ^^ it's weird tho I usually can't remember my dreams
Lovino frowned, grip tightening on his hand. He was afraid, so afraid that he'd drift off and then wake up with Antonio gone, only to come back bruised and battered. Not to mention the comment Francis had made about his knife... Lovino held Antonio's hand with both of his own, worry twisting in his gut. "Please," he forced out, though his voice was hoarse and quiet, begging Antonio to stay safe. -
Sillinae NewbieI used to have a lot of nightmares but it's weird bc I don't think I dream much at all anymore
"Shhh," Antonio immediately hushed him, giving him a concerned frown, before smiling gently again. He squeezed his hands back. "I'll be fine, tesoro. Te prometo." It was incredible that Lovino even had to ability to be worried for Antonio at a time like this, when he had been at death's door a couple of hours ago. "I'll won't go right away." He murmured, leaning over to press a small kiss to Lovino's cheek. "It's not like I'm leaving now. But you have to promise to be okay when I leave, okay? I won't take to long, I promise." -
ah well I'm glad you don't have lots of nightmares anymore ^^
Lovino looked away, feeling slightly sick at the thought of Antonio confronting Francis. The knife was still a possibility, and what if Gilbert was there? He blinked rapidly, looking back at Antonio with a frustrated expression. Why couldn't he just call? Make Francis feel bad, let him know what an a--hole he was, but stay safe. -
Sillinae NewbieHaha me too ^^ I'll be slow thus period bc we're writing and next class I won't be on, but it's not that much longer
Antonio raised an eyebrow at Lovino's stubborn look of frustration, giving a small sigh. "I'll make sure Gil isn't there." He promised. "It'll just be us two, and he won't try anything alone, I promise. I'll be fine!" He poked him gently in the arm, giving him what he hoped was a stern look. "Worry about yourself for once, hm? When you're breathing without a mask you're allowed to worry about me." -
okay, no pressure ^^ it's okay if you can't get on, I'll survive
Lovino reached with one hand, fiddling gently with one of the tubes connected to the mask. He wished he could take it and argue, but nearly suffocating again would probably not make Antonio feel any better. Feeling dejected, Lovino scowled, scribbling down another quick note.
Then go, b------. Hurry up. I need to sleep anyway.
He shoved it towards Antonio with a frown, sighing and closing his eyes. He really was exhausted, and sitting around worrying was pointless. -
Sillinae NewbieAhhh ty bby B^) but hey hey I'm free now
Antonio laughed, squeezing Lovino's hand quickly. "Alright, alright, I get it." He said. He leaned over to kiss Lovino's forehead quickly, before tapping the mask with a crooked grin. "This is irritating." He murmured, before teasingly kissing the top of the mask over Lovino's mouth and pecking him on the forehead again before standing up. "I won't take long, promise," he gave a small wave before shrugging his jacket up and leaving the room. He already knew where Francis would likely be, so he knew where to go. -
yayyy *ouo* was your presentation good?
Lovino's eyes flew open when Antonio kissed him, blushing when he kissed the mask. Just as he was standing to leave, he caught his hand, squeezing it tightly before letting it go, giving him a small smile, but it vanished as soon as he left. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, trying to ward off any thoughts of car crashes or pocket knives. -
Sillinae NewbieYeah! It was actually a mock senate hearing and I was the senate, so I got to judge, it was really fun
It was still mid afternoon, so chances were Francis would be hanging out at the field after soccer practice. Gil had other sports, so without Antonio among them Francis was probably alone now. And it was just as he thought, Francis kicking a ball against the bleachers when he arrived. "Francis!" He called, having just the tiniest bit of difficulty keeping his voice even. Francis looked up, and looked genuinely surprised to see him. "Do you know what you did to Lovino?" Antonio pressed, bypassing any friendly facade. He didn't feel the need for pleasantries with someone like Francis. Francis only smirked. "I just took care of a little issue. Cleaning up the mess from the last few weeks, you could say." Antonio gaped at him, disbelieving, before practically growling, "Lovino is in the hospital right now." Francis' grin faded. "He had a panic attack. His heart stopped. A lawsuit sounds like a funny way to clean up, Francis." The Frenchman looked flabbergasted for a moment, before scowling. "You can't prove I had anything to do with that." He snarled. "Besides, he probably hates you, why do you care?" Them it was Antonio's turn to stare. "He told me what you said." He said sharply. "And I made it very clear nothing happened. And it's very clear that your little lie is the reason he panicked, too." Francis' stare had hardened. "I didn't do anything." He spat. Antonio's voice rose. "You nearly killed him." Francis returned his angry look coolly. "And what a pity that would have been, hm?" He said, voice cold. Antonio couldn't breathe. Had Francis really just wished death on Lovino? It was a split second between the words leaving Francis' mouth and Antonio's fist flying towards his face. "b------!"
AHhhh sorry it's so long jfc I just kept writing omg -
Oh, that sounds fun ^^
Lovino was out for about an hour, but his sleep was fitful and filled with nightmares.
He had seen Antonio, backed against a wall, Gilbert and Francis leering at him, cornering him, each holding switchblades dyed a sickening shade of crimson. Antonio was yelling in Spanish, covered in cuts and bleeding, and Lovino woke up just as Francis slashed at him again, gasping. -
Sillinae NewbieIt was! Haha it was cool to be in charge pfff
Antonio hadn't necessarily been lying when he said he could take Francis alone. That didn't, however, mean that it was easy at all. Antonio seemed like he was about to win, however, having pinned down Francis, both of them ragged and worn at that point. "Stay away from us." Antonio hissed, Francis squirming frantically below him. "I want nothing more," Francis spat back. Antonio didn't realize why he was going for his pocket before it was too late, a switchblade leaping open and immediately slashing at his arm. Antonio fell back with a yell, hand going to his arm, and Francis jumped on him, pinning him against the grass. "I bet this will hurt Lovino to see, hm?" He snarled, the knife going to Antonio's throat. He couldn't breathe. He wouldn't, he couldn't- and then the knife moved up, slicing at his cheek. "A little extra gift," He scrambled to his feet, sprinting away as Antonio lay gasping on the grass, trying to comprehend what just happened. "For the both of you!" -
fuuuu i swear i posted an hour ago I'm so sorry my internet is s---ty today ugh
but I'm glad that was fun ^^
When Lovino woke up he was in a blind panic, thrashing in the small bed and screaming for Antonio, who never answered. After a few minutes, when his throat was raw and burning, he quieted. It took him a few seconds to remember where he was, but he noticed immediately that Antonio wasn't there. The tears in his eyes and his own exhaustion made focusing on the clock on the wall impossible, but he knew that he'd been out long enough that Antonio should've returned. Just then the door opened, and he grew hopeful, but those hopes were dashed when two nurses entered, alerted by the sudden screams. All he could was lay back, crying silently, nodding numbly when they asked if it hurt. However, no matter how much novocain they pumped him full of, his heart still ached, staring at the empty doorway.
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