Filippo swiftly changed the match options on Yellow Italia™ to 'girls and boys'. Immediately the perfect match for Francesco appeared.
The blond washmop hair, the defined, nerdy glasses, and the scars on his face that were a signal of the struggles of his life (acne).
Sethy-boii.
Someone like this was the perfect match for Francesco, and he was only... 600 miles away. Molto bene!
Filippo quickly slid into the DM's of Sethy-boii.
'Hi ;)' He waited for a few minutes before hearing the distinctive ring-tone of Yellow Italia™.
'Heeyy'
'WUU2?'
'I'm just about to go to my morning prayer session, but right now I'm feeding my chickens.'
'Wow, that sounds great, can I join you?'
'Yes, I actually live in a Christian retreat, where people come to cleanse their sins."
Filippo smiled to himself 'great' he thought 'just the thing to make Francesco feel better.' He did a quick tab switch to France Air's Official App™. Two flights to Kendal Airport, just a stone-baked pizza's throw away from the Christian Retreat.
Using his sculpted, muscular Italian legs to sprint up the stairs, he started packing their bags. He needed to make sure they packed all their essentials. Spaghetti whips, crucifixes, low v-necks to show off the crucifixes, lots of cigarettes, lots of wine, and various moustache paraphernalia.
Rifling through a draw, he found their Italian passports, and with a deep sigh, readied himself for the adventures about to begin.
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When Hunter Becomes The Hunted
FanfictionWhen Lottie Hunter leaves the FF Brothers in the dust, they're heartbroken. However, the arrival of (y/n) rocks their world... (Btw this is a joke boiz)
