Long Distanced Relationship

Curiosity gets the best of us

Risotto and prosciutto knew they weren't friends, both knew that fact as clear as day,

Prosciutto wasn't the social type and so was Risotto, neither ever hated each other per se the two just, never got to know each other 'better'.

That is until Illuso brought the topic up

"How come you never talk to capo Pro?" Illuso asks out of the blue, coiling his hair with one finger, Prosciutto who was one seat away from him was reading a novel and paid no attention to the question, "Pro?" Illuso says again, if there was one thing he hates the most it was being ignored.

That is only when Prosciutto hears the silly nickname his squad members have given him

"yeah?"

"How come you never talk to capo?"

Taken aback by the question, Prosciutto grumbles and sets the book he's been reading down on the table beside him "I just don't, why do you ask?"
The brunette shrugs and averts his eyes to a particular area around the room "dunno, was jus' curious."

"You guys never ever talk so..." he mumbles under his breath

Prosciutto chuckled at that, Bringing his hand to his forehead,

" I mean, I could tell you why if you're that damn 'curious' as you put it."

Illuso grinned.

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"ARGH! Let go of me you goth jester!" Prosciutto growls, struggling to escape from the stranger who was keeping him in place.

The grey haired man who was beside him rolled his eyes and continued on walking down the sidewalk

It was at the middle of the night so no matter how loud Prosciutto's cries for help gets no one will ever hear him,

"no can do bud, besides I heard you were a stand user. What was the name again? The Grateful dead right?" Risotto chirped

"How dare you.." The blonde growled, how dare he have the nerve to start small talk with him after apprehending him, once he escapes from his captor he swears he'll kick this douche in the sack, he just has to wait for the right moment!

Risotto ignores him and roughly yanks at his wrist to signal that they're about to go down a long set of stairs.

Prosciutto notices and takes the message into consideration

"Let go of me. Please. I have a brother to take care of at home." he pleads,

Pesci, Pesci, Pesci please be safe I'll be home soon I just gotta bribe this guy into-

"Your brother?" Risotto comments, almost insultingly "I never knew you had a brother, huh that's weird."

After a few seconds pass by Risotto continues on walking down the stairs without a care about what Prosciutto was stressing about

What a fuckin' dick.

Prosciutto was at the brink of losing his shit and it's about to go down bad.

"What the fuck do you even want from me?! I'm not something you goddamn want or fucking need! Let go of me al! fucking ! ready!" Prosciutto thrashes around nearly causing the both of them to tumble down the stairway,

Then, suddenly Prosciutto feels a thousand needles rising in his throat--
The poor blonde violently heaved tears threatening to spill, it was hard to breath when razors and fucking needles are clogging up your airway