
———❝ I DOUBT THAT THEY’RE STUPID. perhaps a bit unpunctual, keeping me waiting like this. ❞
he liked to tease, but now this was starting to get interesting.

———❝ I DOUBT THAT THEY’RE STUPID. perhaps a bit unpunctual, keeping me waiting like this. ❞
he liked to tease, but now this was starting to get interesting.

———❝ THAT’S… flattering to know. regardless of how i may feel, i won’t know unless i meet in person. ❞


———IT’S CONSIDERATE AT THE VERY LEAST. dragging fingers through hair, the man takes a moment to snort. it’s unlike giovanna to think big thoughts and then ask to share them.
❝ it seems my schedule is nearly booked. ❞
the man folds his hands into his legs, eyes now set on the younger man.
❝ shall i squeeze you in? ❞


———HE FAILED TO SMILE DESPITE THE DESIRE TO FORCE IT. to his own knowledge, the man before him was no giovanna. buccellati hadn’t exactly delved deep into the profile of his family, bits and pieces of a puzzle that never truly made a difference. his step father was italian, that he knew. really, it was unnecessary to the equation now that giorno was his ally.
❝ who are you really? ❞
face as stoic as marble, he readied himself in the event of an attack. to be approached like this by a man who held no notable relationship to his comrade… it reeked of suspicion.

———IT’S THE KIND OF WORDING THAT MAKES HIS EYE TWITCH. not in the way its imagery danced in the mind — disgusting, revolting, as though it were made to have the skin crawl — but rather how such a tactic ought to be employed. was this kid trying to intimidate him? he rubbed a circle into his palm, thumb then lifting to brush his own lip.
❝ i don’t get it… wouldn’t you be more concerned about why someone is sucking your fillings out? ❞
he smiled, biting down on the nail bed softly as though it bothered him. brows knit together in an inquisitive look, he laughed as he stared the other down from where he stood.

❝ is it everyday you approach with that kind of ice breaker? ❞

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