[text] Because there isn't enough of Romano being a woobie here

[rompicoglioni.livejournal.com]

Screw this tower. Screw this shitty job. Where the hell are you, Veneziano? Every-fucking-one else is here, so why aren't you?!

God damn it, fratellino!!!

[You can't see it, but this is about the point he drops his tear-streaked face onto the keyboard. If it wasn't clear, he's been crying.]

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[And there's the accidental forehead-smash text that came from that and hitting the enter key. He hasn't noticed it yet...]

Comments

[tomatatas]

The letters, idiota. [Yeah like she'd believe you...]

[rompicoglioni.livejournal.com]

Oh. That.

[You see, a squirrel came in and]

I did that with my face... it was an accident.

[tomatatas]

[Stop blaming the squirrels...]

...You did that with your face? By what, smacking it down and rolling around?

...Is Venezia the smart one in your world?

[rompicoglioni.livejournal.com]

I
Yes.
That's what I did, but not because I'm an idiot!

And no, Veneziano is the dumb one!

[tomatatas]

It seems like something an idiot would do.

Ergo, idiot.

[rompicoglioni.livejournal.com]

Lies all lies!

Overlook a mistake or two, no one's perfect, okay?

[tomatatas]

Well I would like to think that I was at least close to perfect. And you looking like an idiot probably makes me look bad, idiot!

[rompicoglioni.livejournal.com]

[Looking mortally offended here!]

I don't have to take this from you of all people, damn it!

[He will never learn.]

[tomatatas]

[Has her deal wit it face on]

Oh? You're practically me, like you said, aren't you? Who of all people could you take it from if not me.

I'm just saying, that even if you're upset, don't let it show. Not so publicly.

[rompicoglioni.livejournal.com]

[DAMN IT WOMAN.]

[huffs.]

Fine, I won't show it next time.

[tomatatas]

Good. [softens slightly] Don't give people any chance to see you weak... they'll use it against you.