anthony ' !!

“every war has it’s casualties.”

“you don’t understand. ivan..didn’t ask for this.”

“ — i know… how are you holding up?” 

“------c-can we do the breathing? y’know, th-the breathing you taught me.”

“i.. was that his name? the one you lost?”

“i don’t need your FUCKING condolences.”

He hadn’t had a cigarette in two years, but hey–this seemed like the perfect opportunity to start back up again.

"you said you had this handled." tony began, smelling the smoke with a roll of his eyes. they were red, from his earlier fits of tears that weld his eyes. ivan was a kid, a kid who got sucked into a world he didn't deserve to be apart of. he didn't blame ivan, he blamed his brother. in tony's opinion, his lack of leadership. "these crimsons...waynes. ALL OF THEM. even the blood moon need to get out of here. ASAP before i break the necks of every last one of them." with a grunt, he began to hit the same walls he used to as a child. the same fits of rage, only more volatile.

“who the...hell are you?”

“i’m off burger king, unfortunately. apparently all the… ingredients,” POISON. “they use aren’t good for the baby and i’m still breast feeding.” also i got kicked out for breast feeding in there and the manager insisted i go use their bathroom to breast feed in and i was so NOT about that life, nora tacked on in her head… but tony didn’t need to know that.

“WELL..THAT’S unfortunate. won’t get to try any of those cheeto fingers or whatever. those are GOOD as fuck by the way. leto me know when your baby’s on formula so i can bring you some mac n’ cheetos, alright? alright.”

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