Angelo and Roberto, Halloween
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om_mainA smoking interlude for the boys are they revel in their happiness.
Admittedly, Angelo was having a good time so far at the Halloween party. The only shit part was that his gangsta costume made him hot and sweaty as balls. Even the need to smoke aside, air was practically mandatory. He was pleased to find Roberto already sitting out on the deck, and Angelo threw his arms up in the air to greet him. "Ayyyyyyyyyyy! Amigo! How's it going?!"
Bobby greeted him with just as much enthusiasm, hands going up to high five his friend. His own outfit was pretty much his usual clothes.
Jeanne-Marie had wanted a vampire and when Bobby had discover her twin was planning to be an old-timey vampire, he'd obviously needed to do the opposite. He had however gone all out in the details. A professional special effect make up artist had been paid to give him a realistic vampire bite scar on his neck, fit his teeth with the kind of realistic looking fangs most movies used and had hooked him up with some creepy ass contacts.
"I'm all good, hermano. How about you?"
"Pretty damn good, chico! Shit. Look at you, brah. You went all out," Angelo complimented--which was something he rarely did.
"Obrigado, you are looking very sharp also." Bobby grinned as he took his seat again. He'd never been a smoker before with all his pro sports but in trying to keep on the straight and narrow, he had taken to smoking instead of some of the other things he'd been doing. Not all the time, he wasn't a frequent smoker but enough. "Having a good night, I hope?"
Angelo lit up his own smoke and plopped down to sit next to Bobby. After taking a long drag, he looked over. "Si, si. Actually, it's a kind of anniversary for Ali and I. Needless to say, she's been in a hella good mood and that's a promising thing." Henh.
"And I am on a promise with my very own sexy vampire slayer, Buffy has nothing on meu querida." Bobby added as he lit his second. It was far more sociable to smoke together, he felt. "Will we be fighting over who gets to uses the girls room, I wonder?" He added, chuckling a little before blowing a smoke ring.
"That might actually be a possibility now that I have a roommate again," Angelo sighed whistfully, but it wasn't without a smirk. "Thankfully, he gave up the room tonight. Swell fuckin' guy he is, for a hillbilly."
"Who is the hillbilly?" The Brazilian asked, flicking away ash before adding thoughtfully “This reminds me that Blaine owes me actually since I vacated the room for him and Kurt. Not that I minded having the excuse to asked Jeanne-Marie for a bed for the night, of course."
"Sam Guthrie. Paige's older brother," Angelo informed him. "Met him yet?"
"No, actually though we traded a few comments on the journals. I have only actually met Paige since she starting dating Shinobi. Is he worth meeting, this hillbilly of yours?" Bobby took a long drag. It wasn't that he'd avoided the new students, it was more he'd been wrapped up in spending as much time as possible with Jeanne-Marie lately. "If I recall, he said his mutation was rather volatile?"
The word volatile made Angelo laugh for some reason. Probably because Sam's powers--cool as they were--had a hilariously unfortunate visual. "Chico, they're amazing! I'd trade him those powers in a heart beat! Muthafucker starts blasting around like a rocket ass and can smash through anything! It's awesome!"
Something about Angelo's enthusiasm had Bobby chuckling "He does sound interesting, I must check him out some time." He decided with a nod. "Other than girlfriends and room-mates, how are things going for you amigo?" He flicked a little ash away.
"Pretty all right, I guess," he shrugged and glanced out across the lawn. Honestly? Angelo was kind of just going with the motions. Barely going to school and not doing any drugs like he used to made things both worse and better. "Repeating my classes from last year ain't making me wanna go any more than I have been, though. Getting real bored of the school boy thing." Eye roll. "What about you? Gone anywhere cool in that smoking hot ride you've got?"
"Took Jeanne-Marie down the coast during the week off. Can you believe she had never been to the beach before? We did beach things, rented a villa and I attempted to teach her to surf. It was bliss." Bobby nodded, smiling contently at the memories. The only bad tinges to an otherwise perfect weekend had been the photographers and the fact that he'd had to go search for a pharmacy to get a refill of his prescriptions. Something Jeanne-Marie insisted he should not be embarrassed of but he could not help it.
A long drag and he added softly, sure that Angelo would understand. "Sometimes I am so happy with her that I am afraid."
"I feel you. But it's good you let yourself live again, too, amigo," Angelo pointed out. It was fucking easier said than done, but it was the truth they both had to learned to accept this past year.
He stubbed out on the steps, stretching out a little and nodded "I know this, generally." He agreed before the smile found his face again. This was not the night for too much seriousness. "I am lucky, we are lucky are we not?"
"We are lucky," Angelo agreed with a smirk. He felt that he was probably luckier than most, too, since it wasn't exactly common for a guy like him to score a girl like Alison Blaire. Roberto had his looks and futbol success going for him at least! "Especially if the costumes prove anything, si?"
Girls in sexy costumes. Couldn't get better than that and it was probably the single greatest thing about Halloween!
"Oh yeah." Was chuckled back, the smallest chuckle but it was soothing. "However the fact that the only other vampire is my girlfriend's twin brother is a touch odd really. But the girls look amazing, seriously hot."
Angelo scrunched up his face at the mention of the brother, but couldn't hold back the laugh. It was too funny! Was bro looking to cramp 'Berto's style!? "Yeah the ladies are smoking. Brothers? Ehhhhhh, not so much. Can't say I envy you there!"
"He does not like me. I suppose in his position I might not like me either but since I am in my position I think it's rather silly. You are lucky in that respect also, Alison's relative here does not seem to mind. Then again I am not so certain Ben would quite grasped why he might or should mind, you know?" He toyed with his lighter as he spoke, wondering about a second.
"I think he mighta minded at first. I dunno it was weird," Angelo admitted with a small snort, and deciding that he definitely wanted another cigarette. Sitting out there in the cold and chatting practically made it necessary. "We cool now, though." Heh. "What'd you do to piss
Jean-Paul off?"
"Hurt his sister? Love his sister? Do all kinds of other things with his sister? All of these could be the explanation or perhaps it's none of the above and he's hated me all along. Who knows?" Bobby shrugged, considering the possibility of another cigarette, would Jeanne-Marie be to annoyed if he had another? She really didn't like the habit even if she did tolerate it.
Angelo took a drag and exhaled some smoke rings before shooting a grin over in Bobby's direction. "Guy's gotta get over it, whatever it is."
"That is what I say! Then whoever I am speaking with looks at me as though I am stupid!" Roberto told him with a chuckle, rolling his eyes as he pulled out the smoke and fumbled for his lighter.
Angelo sparked his own lighter up and held it out for Roberto to light up with. "Nah, brah, you ain't stupid. Petty grudges are stupid."
"Exactly." Bobby agreed, leaning forward for the light, once sorted he continued "Obrigado, he must make amends with the fact that whilst I may not be in his eyes right for his sister, I make her happy. I am what she wants." Thankfully. He was so messed up these days, he couldn't have blamed her if she'd decided it was all too complicated for her.
"Then that's all that matters, amigo."
"I agree and he should told." The Brazilian nodded in agreement again. "How did you win Ben over? Not that I think he and Jean-Paul are at all comparable, of course."
"Eh, Ben just needed a combination of me explaining what it all meant and me begging for my life." Angelo laughed at that. It was a bit exaggerated, but not very much. Guy was protective in much different ways than most people were! "And I watch lotsa TV with him, and he seems to like that. Not sure that'll work much on Beaubier, though, you're right."
"Perhaps Valium or a personality change." He laughed a little at his own joke before continuing. "I shall be civil and pleasant and all of those things, if he decides to continue to not like me then, well, it is his loss I think."
"Definitely his loss, amigo." Angelo tossed his butt away and clapped Roberto on the shoulder. "You're good shit. Fuck anyone who says otherwise."
Angelo grinned.
Leaning in, wrapping an arm around his friend's shoulders and fluttering his eyelashes a little, Roberto cooed "Aww. You trying to say you love me, hermano?"
That time Bobby got shoved, and Angelo--albeit playfully--wrapped his hand around his friend's face. "Ay! You watch it now! You got enough ego stroking from me for one evening!"
The Brazilian's mature response was to just lick the hand.
"UGH!" Angelo squirmed with laughter and rubbed the saliva all over Roberto's face before pulling back to shove him again. "You're a piece of work, da Costa! It's a wonder I put up with you at all."
Angelo was still cracking up, and stretched out a hand to flick Bobby in the ear.
Laughing manically too, Roberto reminded him "The fact that you do is further proof of the deep and abiding love that you have for me!" with a cackle.
"I am so done with you," Angelo told him and made a break for the school doors. Not out of serious discomfort, of course, but just to carry on with their exaggerated silliness. "I'm telling your chica to come and collect you!"
"I can collect myself!" Was laughed back as he pulled himself up, following his friend. One last long drag and he threw the smoke down and ground his heel. "But, you know Ang, you cannot run from how you feel!"
"This is it. I've officially seen Hell!"
"You are breaking my heart, meu amigo! Such denial!" He was walking at Angelo's heel, still snickering to himself. Damn, it felt good to just laugh.
It did, admittedly, which was part of the reason why Angelo let Roberto get away with it. "I think you'll live, amigo."
"I suppose I must. It is a burden I must learn to bear." He sniffed dramatically before slinging an arm around his friend's shoulders again.
Slinging his own arm around Bobby's back, Angelo led them back inside to the party--and for more ridiculousness, surely.
Admittedly, Angelo was having a good time so far at the Halloween party. The only shit part was that his gangsta costume made him hot and sweaty as balls. Even the need to smoke aside, air was practically mandatory. He was pleased to find Roberto already sitting out on the deck, and Angelo threw his arms up in the air to greet him. "Ayyyyyyyyyyy! Amigo! How's it going?!"
Bobby greeted him with just as much enthusiasm, hands going up to high five his friend. His own outfit was pretty much his usual clothes.
Jeanne-Marie had wanted a vampire and when Bobby had discover her twin was planning to be an old-timey vampire, he'd obviously needed to do the opposite. He had however gone all out in the details. A professional special effect make up artist had been paid to give him a realistic vampire bite scar on his neck, fit his teeth with the kind of realistic looking fangs most movies used and had hooked him up with some creepy ass contacts.
"I'm all good, hermano. How about you?"
"Pretty damn good, chico! Shit. Look at you, brah. You went all out," Angelo complimented--which was something he rarely did.
"Obrigado, you are looking very sharp also." Bobby grinned as he took his seat again. He'd never been a smoker before with all his pro sports but in trying to keep on the straight and narrow, he had taken to smoking instead of some of the other things he'd been doing. Not all the time, he wasn't a frequent smoker but enough. "Having a good night, I hope?"
Angelo lit up his own smoke and plopped down to sit next to Bobby. After taking a long drag, he looked over. "Si, si. Actually, it's a kind of anniversary for Ali and I. Needless to say, she's been in a hella good mood and that's a promising thing." Henh.
"And I am on a promise with my very own sexy vampire slayer, Buffy has nothing on meu querida." Bobby added as he lit his second. It was far more sociable to smoke together, he felt. "Will we be fighting over who gets to uses the girls room, I wonder?" He added, chuckling a little before blowing a smoke ring.
"That might actually be a possibility now that I have a roommate again," Angelo sighed whistfully, but it wasn't without a smirk. "Thankfully, he gave up the room tonight. Swell fuckin' guy he is, for a hillbilly."
"Who is the hillbilly?" The Brazilian asked, flicking away ash before adding thoughtfully “This reminds me that Blaine owes me actually since I vacated the room for him and Kurt. Not that I minded having the excuse to asked Jeanne-Marie for a bed for the night, of course."
"Sam Guthrie. Paige's older brother," Angelo informed him. "Met him yet?"
"No, actually though we traded a few comments on the journals. I have only actually met Paige since she starting dating Shinobi. Is he worth meeting, this hillbilly of yours?" Bobby took a long drag. It wasn't that he'd avoided the new students, it was more he'd been wrapped up in spending as much time as possible with Jeanne-Marie lately. "If I recall, he said his mutation was rather volatile?"
The word volatile made Angelo laugh for some reason. Probably because Sam's powers--cool as they were--had a hilariously unfortunate visual. "Chico, they're amazing! I'd trade him those powers in a heart beat! Muthafucker starts blasting around like a rocket ass and can smash through anything! It's awesome!"
Something about Angelo's enthusiasm had Bobby chuckling "He does sound interesting, I must check him out some time." He decided with a nod. "Other than girlfriends and room-mates, how are things going for you amigo?" He flicked a little ash away.
"Pretty all right, I guess," he shrugged and glanced out across the lawn. Honestly? Angelo was kind of just going with the motions. Barely going to school and not doing any drugs like he used to made things both worse and better. "Repeating my classes from last year ain't making me wanna go any more than I have been, though. Getting real bored of the school boy thing." Eye roll. "What about you? Gone anywhere cool in that smoking hot ride you've got?"
"Took Jeanne-Marie down the coast during the week off. Can you believe she had never been to the beach before? We did beach things, rented a villa and I attempted to teach her to surf. It was bliss." Bobby nodded, smiling contently at the memories. The only bad tinges to an otherwise perfect weekend had been the photographers and the fact that he'd had to go search for a pharmacy to get a refill of his prescriptions. Something Jeanne-Marie insisted he should not be embarrassed of but he could not help it.
A long drag and he added softly, sure that Angelo would understand. "Sometimes I am so happy with her that I am afraid."
"I feel you. But it's good you let yourself live again, too, amigo," Angelo pointed out. It was fucking easier said than done, but it was the truth they both had to learned to accept this past year.
He stubbed out on the steps, stretching out a little and nodded "I know this, generally." He agreed before the smile found his face again. This was not the night for too much seriousness. "I am lucky, we are lucky are we not?"
"We are lucky," Angelo agreed with a smirk. He felt that he was probably luckier than most, too, since it wasn't exactly common for a guy like him to score a girl like Alison Blaire. Roberto had his looks and futbol success going for him at least! "Especially if the costumes prove anything, si?"
Girls in sexy costumes. Couldn't get better than that and it was probably the single greatest thing about Halloween!
"Oh yeah." Was chuckled back, the smallest chuckle but it was soothing. "However the fact that the only other vampire is my girlfriend's twin brother is a touch odd really. But the girls look amazing, seriously hot."
Angelo scrunched up his face at the mention of the brother, but couldn't hold back the laugh. It was too funny! Was bro looking to cramp 'Berto's style!? "Yeah the ladies are smoking. Brothers? Ehhhhhh, not so much. Can't say I envy you there!"
"He does not like me. I suppose in his position I might not like me either but since I am in my position I think it's rather silly. You are lucky in that respect also, Alison's relative here does not seem to mind. Then again I am not so certain Ben would quite grasped why he might or should mind, you know?" He toyed with his lighter as he spoke, wondering about a second.
"I think he mighta minded at first. I dunno it was weird," Angelo admitted with a small snort, and deciding that he definitely wanted another cigarette. Sitting out there in the cold and chatting practically made it necessary. "We cool now, though." Heh. "What'd you do to piss
Jean-Paul off?"
"Hurt his sister? Love his sister? Do all kinds of other things with his sister? All of these could be the explanation or perhaps it's none of the above and he's hated me all along. Who knows?" Bobby shrugged, considering the possibility of another cigarette, would Jeanne-Marie be to annoyed if he had another? She really didn't like the habit even if she did tolerate it.
Angelo took a drag and exhaled some smoke rings before shooting a grin over in Bobby's direction. "Guy's gotta get over it, whatever it is."
"That is what I say! Then whoever I am speaking with looks at me as though I am stupid!" Roberto told him with a chuckle, rolling his eyes as he pulled out the smoke and fumbled for his lighter.
Angelo sparked his own lighter up and held it out for Roberto to light up with. "Nah, brah, you ain't stupid. Petty grudges are stupid."
"Exactly." Bobby agreed, leaning forward for the light, once sorted he continued "Obrigado, he must make amends with the fact that whilst I may not be in his eyes right for his sister, I make her happy. I am what she wants." Thankfully. He was so messed up these days, he couldn't have blamed her if she'd decided it was all too complicated for her.
"Then that's all that matters, amigo."
"I agree and he should told." The Brazilian nodded in agreement again. "How did you win Ben over? Not that I think he and Jean-Paul are at all comparable, of course."
"Eh, Ben just needed a combination of me explaining what it all meant and me begging for my life." Angelo laughed at that. It was a bit exaggerated, but not very much. Guy was protective in much different ways than most people were! "And I watch lotsa TV with him, and he seems to like that. Not sure that'll work much on Beaubier, though, you're right."
"Perhaps Valium or a personality change." He laughed a little at his own joke before continuing. "I shall be civil and pleasant and all of those things, if he decides to continue to not like me then, well, it is his loss I think."
"Definitely his loss, amigo." Angelo tossed his butt away and clapped Roberto on the shoulder. "You're good shit. Fuck anyone who says otherwise."
Angelo grinned.
Leaning in, wrapping an arm around his friend's shoulders and fluttering his eyelashes a little, Roberto cooed "Aww. You trying to say you love me, hermano?"
That time Bobby got shoved, and Angelo--albeit playfully--wrapped his hand around his friend's face. "Ay! You watch it now! You got enough ego stroking from me for one evening!"
The Brazilian's mature response was to just lick the hand.
"UGH!" Angelo squirmed with laughter and rubbed the saliva all over Roberto's face before pulling back to shove him again. "You're a piece of work, da Costa! It's a wonder I put up with you at all."
Angelo was still cracking up, and stretched out a hand to flick Bobby in the ear.
Laughing manically too, Roberto reminded him "The fact that you do is further proof of the deep and abiding love that you have for me!" with a cackle.
"I am so done with you," Angelo told him and made a break for the school doors. Not out of serious discomfort, of course, but just to carry on with their exaggerated silliness. "I'm telling your chica to come and collect you!"
"I can collect myself!" Was laughed back as he pulled himself up, following his friend. One last long drag and he threw the smoke down and ground his heel. "But, you know Ang, you cannot run from how you feel!"
"This is it. I've officially seen Hell!"
"You are breaking my heart, meu amigo! Such denial!" He was walking at Angelo's heel, still snickering to himself. Damn, it felt good to just laugh.
It did, admittedly, which was part of the reason why Angelo let Roberto get away with it. "I think you'll live, amigo."
"I suppose I must. It is a burden I must learn to bear." He sniffed dramatically before slinging an arm around his friend's shoulders again.
Slinging his own arm around Bobby's back, Angelo led them back inside to the party--and for more ridiculousness, surely.
