"How do you say idiot in Italian?"
"Bell'uomo."
[ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛]
"You're a bell'uomo."
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
Isabelle Ariti just needed someone to talk to, and Leonardo Rossi happened to be there. He was her escape and she was his. Her obsession...
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Isabelle
"Enzo shut the fuck up."
"I hate weddings."
"Aw suck my dick and help me choose my color theme."
He sighed, "Okay, what's the problem again?"
"Lee looks better with warm tones but I look great with cool tones so picking a color theme is going to be very difficult."
"Can you just hire a wedding planner?"
"No," I said, "now I'm pretty satisfied with the invites," I told him, showing the design.
"Nice," he nodded, "and Leo can't do this?"
"Leo is okay I made him go over stuff with me for multiple hours but after a while, I realized that I would rather slit my throat than hear him ask me why napkin color matters."
"Why does it matter?"
I narrowed my eyes, "Repeat that question to me old man."
He rolled his eyes leaning back in his chair.
Yeah, that's what I thought.
Fucking loser.
I basically get a free pass on bullying him since we're friends.
Yeah.
"I need you to do something for me."
"What?"
"Okay uh," I gave him a smile, "I need you Ellio and James to kidnap Leo for me."
"Why?"
"It's not related to the wedding in any way shape or form but we made a bet that if he was kidnapped he'd cry within the first day."
"So you want me to risk my life to kidnap him?"
"I never mentioned anything about risking your life," I said, "I just need you to kidnap him."
"You are aware who Leo is right?"
"Yeah, a fucking marshmallow."
Enzo blinked at me as I gave him a hopeful smile.
"Fine," he said, "just make sure he doesn't have a gun or knife on him."
