Welcome To Hell Ch.9
disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING! Except a psychotic dog, evil villain kitten, this laptop...and the idea of this story. BUT NOTHING THAT MATTERS!
Welcome To Hell
Chapter Nine: His Key
Romano heads home on his vespa in annoyance. Ever since the damned sleepover Antonio has become clingier. It's his own fault, saying such stupid and embarrassing things. Then of course there is what Antonio said
about being in love with someone. It doesn't bother him, not at all. Why would it?
He arrives home and goes to grab his keys, realizing that he left them inside this morning. His left eye twitches as he reaches the door and knocks, only receiving silence. He pulls out his phone and checks his messages. Feliciano sent him one saying he is staying at that damned potato bastard's house, Marcello is over at the poor blonde shrimp's house, and his father was hanging out with his friend named Legolas. Who, you guess it, is fucking German. And is also apparently the potato bastard brother's un