𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐄.

( Shirt off. Tits OUT. )

Nope. You have fun listening to the hitman team fuck. I’m out of here, you’re on your own. 💢

Every TIME. 💢💢

You’re misconstruing what I said so fucking obviously, I hate you.

I MEANT that I haven’t spoken to you genuinely since you were little and I don’t fucking know what your interests and hobbies are anymore. Jackass. 💢

What the fuck are you talking about?

Are you calling me boring?

No, not at all.

Uh— I don’t. . . Know what to talk about, you’re not little anymore.

. . .Huh. This is new.

Clearly not your big brother.

I have this sudden impulsive to start talking real loudly.

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Trying to come up with a remix for the nightclub I DJ at but loud noises and sounds is making me nauseous!! I can’t fucking do this shit for a second longer.

Too early to tell, I think. But I don’t think I can handle another boy, Dante’s almost 2 but he’s nearly ran into traffic 4 times this month.

( Scoff. )

Luca’s weird about wanting to hit it with me, so probably Zucchero.

. . .Heh. Tough luck.

Fighting bodily pains and functions and not being able to smoke my way out of it.

Hell of a Valentine’s Day.

Knew you were the smartest one of us.

( Head pat. )

Turns out nearly vomiting all over Mista while we fought wasn’t a coincidence. Would’ve been funny though.

I guess I’ll never tell you and you’ll find out from the worst news source- say, Zucchero- and you’ll be even more annoyed. For shame.

Oh, suddenly I’m not being a nuisance now am I?

Keep talking shit and you’ll be the first person I spill the news to. Idiota. 💢

Making fun of you is funnier, actually.

You’re such a fuckin’ nerd.

They’re not charging, FUCK.

Did we remember to pay rent this month???

It's him and his cereal soaked alcohol against the world.

The fuck do you mean I can’t get high right now???

. . .Huh. Hawaiian pizza doesn’t sound that bad actually, and I usually hate that crap.

Oh, I’m fucking hungry today.

Passing out. I’ll handle it tomorrow.

Fuck— I’m too stoned to go for a store drive this late.

Hmm? That so?

. . .

Tempting. But I kinda like waking up early to style my hair up like this. Form of self expression, like those holes on that suit of yours.

Not trusting a woman who uses an actual bowl to cut her 1 year old’s hair.

I’d would literally rather take a bullet to my head than ever get a bowl cut.

( Sighhhhh. )

Not like I can afford a stylist in these trying times. 🤷😔

I didn’t not cut off of 16 inches of fucking hair for you to call it ugly, monello. 💢💢

It’s not like I have the best hair specialists at my beck and call either. ( Grumbling. )

You have Abbacchio. That’s bullshit.