A few weeks had passed, and Francesco and Maddie were getting closer and closer. Although she was of the highest order of the Audley’s Angels, before Sethy-boii, of course, Maddie did seem to be recuperating his feelings.
Filippo came into the Gabba-clubhouse’s absolutely fucking massive living room holding a letter addressed to both the ff-bros. Filippo, who was an envelope expert, could tell by the colour and size of the envelope that this couldn't be saying anything good. The ominous waves were emitting themselves from the letter like a gamma wave.
He quickly called the other residents of the Gabbani Clubhouse to the living room and opened the letter with elegant shaking Italian hands.
“In loving memory of Lottie Hunter,” his voice broke as he read that dreadful line. Francesco let out a gasp. “Please join us for a celebration of her alright life, held in the area around Kendal Airport, where her life began.”
(Y/N) looked over to the brothers, knowing what Lottie had meant to them, waiting and dreading their reaction. (Y/N) could see Filippo’s baby browns filling with the distinctive pizza shaped Italian tears, and Francesco was staring blankly, unable to believe the news.
Francesco’s vision blurred, trying to comprehend the news.
Lottie was dead.
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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)
