𝑩𝑰𝑨𝑵𝑪𝑨 𝑫𝑰 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑬𝑳𝑶 𝑾𝑨𝑺 𝑵𝑶𝑻 𝑴𝑼𝑪𝑯 𝑶𝑭 𝑨 𝑫𝑨𝑵𝑪𝑬𝑹. Yes, she enjoyed doing it when nobody was around, maybe even add a bit of some bad singing, but not at a school dance with a large crowd of children in it. Yet, as much as she protested, her older brother would just not let her go whilst the other one was just dreaming about his cards.
Her older brother Dante was something else. He would sometimes wear the strangest of outfits and would have the weirdest faces pulled off. Sometimes he was sent to detention for goofing around in class, but because of him. Nobody touched the Di Angelos. He was the strongest, the toughest and the meanest when needed to, but even with that year gap between them, Bianca understood what he was going through.
Ever since the death of their parents a few months back, their Father (from the dead supposedly) had sent them a sponsor to help them, keeping them in a strange casino where many strange people lived in. It was up to Dante to keep their spirits up high, as whenever they were all together, they all had a smile on each one of their faces. Yet, being the only girl between two brothers was hard on Bianca herself, she could never have her own bit of privacy and had to act as the responsible one most of the time as Dante would never do a good enough job of taking care of her and Nico.
And now, Dante was making a fool of himself as he tried ever so desperately to drag Bianca onto the dance floor. She knew it was impossible to fight him into not doing this, groaning as she accepted, Dante let out a small cheer as he called Nico over. The boy respectfully obliged, whatever Dante did, Nico then copied, that was how it has been like for years. The youngest always looked up to Dante, as if he was the best person in the world. The three of them on the dance floor as Dante began some moves, almost immediately making Bianca snort.
He always did this, he always made Bianca ugly laugh just for being himself. She sometimes admired him for this, as he could turn the darkest moments into a light-hearted memory.
"Come on Bi, I know you're a Jive bomber." He then joked as Bianca rolled her eyes. How Dante knew she liked to dance around when nobody was looking, it was a secret her older brother was never willing to tell. Grabbing her hands as they swayed around playfully, earning a giggle from Bianca. She could see the grin slowly forming on Dante's lips as he shook his head to the beat.
"Certainly no Louis Armstrong, but I'm loving this killer diller music."
"Obviously, of course Dante would mention Louis Armstrong." Nico then groaned as he grabbed onto the arms of his older siblings, dangling from them as if they were monkey bars.
