*franticleeyally dances*

i wanna jooiin

lemme guess

the other person is roma? o3o

//awe y issss

//who're you going ta be

//Indeedy I'm the roma

//c rapidoodle

//I meant Luciano, ya know, 2p! Ita but I can be him if you want. I'm better at him annyway-

w8 is it 2p roma

hes freking fab

//hhng

//noses

//2p!Feli is the Luci an 2p!Roma is fabulous Flavi

so yeas
its bothe 2ps rght

and ur roma

and therefore i should be luci

/o3o/

//palms face//

//I'm the Luci, te picture is of Luci as well.

//hhhng
//no, you're right

//I cant sense.

(i,don blame u its like 2 am[here])
(so imma be flavibious and ur luci okokok)

//A song called "It's a mistake" came on and I can't stop laughing--

//yes, yes das right.

(that one france song came on 6 times on a shufflee list of 200 songs in the past hour)

(you start)

//o france is precious.

//points at te description//

(is dat ur rp stlye cuz its 2 am and 2am is my crack rp teim or my "hey i cant think straight so lets refernce my oc's that are completely eirelivent and the say aru just to f everything up" time. OR its my "*walks over* hey" time. Lemme try to get high literacy b/c im not a complete n00b when i rp)

(my eyes r luci. they want to kill me)

(ok
im only closing my eyes for a minute
ok?)

//crack is cool
//in fact cooler than cool, ice cold yo.
//So you don't have to be all serious if ya' don't want to.

//go ahead
//sleep is precious

Flavio, hearing the muffled sounds of crying from his brothers room, got worried. Luciano was not the type to cry. Something was wrong. He got up from his bed and silently walked over to the others room to check on his brother who was, indeed, crying. Hopefully he wasn't heard
(wenk wunk)

(i cont crock rn sry im too hawt)

//h ush das fine

(rly hot)

//hot dayum

He felt the need to punch something, himself if necessary, but didn't. He didn't want to alert Flavio of his emotion issues if he didn't already know. He quietly continued to sob, shaking at this point.

The older brother, conserned, desided it was best if he went and comforted Luciano, but was also afraid he might do something that would startle him.... The last thing Flavio needed was another one of many scars given to him by his younger brothers knife.

So he made his way over, making few sounds, but just enough to alert Luci of his presence.

(imma slep nao bwaiiii! 2morrow?)

Luciano shifted in the opposite direction of his brother, wishing more to be alone than in the company of anyone else. That is, before he realised it wouldn't get him anywhere, leaving him no choice to face him. He simply raised his head slightly, revealing his face, bright red with tears.

//yes, yes, we shall continue tomarrow. uvu