. · ˚✧ chris sturniolo imagines ✧˚ · .

happy 5th birthday theo

(y/l/n : your last name)
(marcus: your brother)
                                     *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

sturniolo triplets LA house
6:27pm

                                 y/l/n family group

  marcus y/l/n:
  hi everyone, just letting you guys know
that it's theo's birthday party next saturday
and everyone is welcome!!
(he strongly requests everyone wears
  some form of soccer jersey, sorry i don't make
  the rules)
(one plus-one allowed for everyone)
liked by sofia y/l/n 
 
                                                                         y/n :
                                                       cant wait marc!!
   evelyn y/l/n:
   i can't believe my little man
   is already turning 5!
liked by y/n y/l/n

                                     *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

i turn my phone off, jump off the couch and run downstairs to chris' room

"CHRIS" i squeal, clutching my phone in my hands

"Y/N" he replies, matching the energy i gave

i run over to the bed and sit criss-cross at the end, eager to tell him the news

"ok so, you know theo, my nephew of course" i say

he nods in reply

"it's his fifth birthday next saturday and all of the family got invited and everyone's allowed to bring a plus one!"
i say excitedly
"you have to come with me!!" i add smiling widely at him

"yes of course! i love that kid, he's awesome" chris replies, just as excited as i am

at this point i'm overjoyed and i can not wait for this party, almost forgetting to mention the jersey

i jump up, ready to raid my closet for any jersey i took to LA with me when i moved

"oh by the way we all have to wear a soccer jersey, as per theo's own request" i say turning around on my heels

"oh well what am i gonna do, none of yours will fit me" he says slightly confused

"don't worry i'll order you one, it'll come in time" i say already envisioning him in a real madrid or juventus jersey

"are you sure, i mean today is thursday, wouldn't it take like two weeks at least?" he questions

"don't worry i'll figure something out if it doesn't come in time, i'll choose the team too" i add looking at him with a more stern face earning a giggle from him

"okay okay, as long as it's not a bad team" chris replies, lying down on his back, opening tiktok

i scavenge through my closet and find a few jerseys that could work, taking them off the rack and lying them down on the floor

"which one?" i ask chris, as i sits up again to see them

"that one" he says pointing to a retro looking white and blue brazil top, which i'm happy to choose since my mom is brazilian