The Cunningham's and the Montgomery's have since long been feuding with one another. Dating decades back, the two families separate advertising companies in New York City have been competing to win over the most clients and become the most acclaimed...
Epilogue Part 1 When Nic Does Jazz Hands, You Know Something's Up
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"HEY, dumbass. Get the hell out of bed."
I ignored the voice. It was obviously just a dream, anyway. So I rolled further under the covers, getting comfier and letting the duvet take me over.
"HEY YO DUMBASS!"
That was a new voice.
Well, not a new voice. But a voice I hadn't heard in person in a little less than a year. So, by those standards, it was new. And what the voice said next was the only reason I ended up waking:
"If you don't get up in the next 5 seconds, I will be dumping this bucket of water on you! And I know just how much you missed my morning sprinkle, but I'd really rather refrain from getting you so wet at 9 in the morning!"
I basically threw the covers off of my body with part motivation to not be soaking wet and part excitement to see the person threatening me. I sprung out of bed and immediately tackled him to the ground.
"Oof!" Matteo grunted when he hit the floor. "Jesus christ, Theo, did you have to pummel me?"
"I'm not pummeling you, this is a love hug!" I exclaimed. Yeah, I was pretty much hugging Matteo flat as a pancake on the floor.
And then I felt teeth sink into my shoulder blade and I pulled back.
"Ouch!" I touched my shoulder where there was now a very evident bite mark and a smirking Matteo underneath me. "Did you seriously just bite me?"
"It was a love bite!" Matteo exclaimed, winking.
"What in the gay porn is this shit?" Nic said from the doorway, and both me and Matteo looked over at him, leaning up against the wall and shaking his head at us. "As much as I'm glad to be witnessing the bromance reunited, this might be a bit of a compromising position."
"Theo has decided he's gay for me now and we will be having sex–"
I slapped a hand over Matteo's mouth. "Let the bromance live, Nic. This is why you wanted me to wake up, isn't it?"
"It's one of the 3 reasons," Nic said. "Number one, Matteo Maldonado returns from his senior year at Syracuse to spend Christmas time with the Montgomery's. Number two, mom made cinnamon rolls, and they're fresh and hot and I'm only telling you because she made me, or else I would have stolen them all for myself. And number three..."
Nic mumbled something incoherent and then stopped leaning against the wall, backing slowly into the hallway.
"Come again?"
Nic nodded towards the hall. "Come on," he said, then he lifted his hands and splayed his fingers, waving them in the air. "Cinnamon rolls!" Nic turned and ran downstairs.
