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introducing.......... Atticüs

“Nope, my shift is over, bye!” Macky said, a little bit aggressive as she dismissed her co-worker who was only there to ask a simple question. Her dislike towards her job has never been a secret but today she was extra cranky and that fucking stupid Cats movie was to blame. “I need to be in Silver Lake Meadows in twenty minutes, otherwise I am going miss Paris is Burning and if that happens, there will be blood.” @slchat·

“You know that’s on Prime, right? And then you don’t have to deal with,” he gasped, “People.”

X - ex you still liked after it was ended?

So because teen Atticus was shockingly a total dumbass, I didn’t actually break up with @theaspenbarris because I didn’t like her. So there was that.

if @charliemaeparker counts then that too I guess

Y - yummiest snack?

I eat my entire body weight in Kinder Surprise eggs every time we go to Europe. Literally too good to be legal, it’s sad

Z - zodiac sign?

I’m a proud but incredibly clueless Aquarius

“Well, just start sending them to my office and we’ll see am I able to make them see the light. Maybe I should just open the curtains and tell them the world is a wonderful place. And then ask for two grands for the session.” She would never really do that, but she could be silly about the topic nevertheless. She was a therapist, she took her job seriously, but she was still a Rossi and that meant she had the goofiness in her genes. “If you would’ve done something hottifically stupid I would’ve come to haunt your dreams several days ago”, she joked, but most likely they both knew what a mama bear Camille could be when she had to and none of her siblings were safe from that when they did something stupid. “Me, doing something exciting?” she started to laugh.

“You know how lame I am. I’ve been just digging holes in my yard and planting new plants in the garden. I’ll probably run out of space soon and I don’t know where to continue with all the plants.”

Atticus was about to (teasingly) roll his eyes as she talked about her session, but the ending to the sentence caught him off guard and he burst out laughing, “Sounds about right. And honestly? What a steal. Restoring people’s faith in the world would be worth a lot more than two grand, so you’re honestly doing them a favor by not charging more.” He was well aware that it was all just jokes, and he was in no position to comment on her rates either, considering how his own had made more than one person spit out their drinks.

“I know it, your intuition is just,” he gave a chef’s kiss, and that was entirely truthful. Mil had a way of knowing when he needed to talk about something... or when he needed help mitigating some disaster. It was almost like a sixth sense, and he very much appreciated it, even if he’d never admit to how often it had saved his ass. “You can do some landscaping at my place, it’s not exactly raising the property value right now. Mom would be embarrassed... in fact I know she is because she told me that.”

Matt rolled his head back as well as his eyes to exaggerate the effect. “Nice try, Atticus. Like I would ever use a date pit to fuck with you when I could just tie you up inside my house and make you sit there all day in the middle of all that empty space.” The extreme minimalism was something he enjoyed in and of itself, but most people’s reactions to it would almost have been worth it even if he hadn’t. Especially people like Atticus, who made a living decorating houses. He picked up a fresh date and chucked that at him too, obviously a little bigger and thus making a more satisfying sound when it struck. “Are you gonna accuse me of doing that on purpose, too? You know I have a twitch in my right arm, don’t be so fucking insensitive.”

“Woah woah that would be actual torture and I know you can’t possibly hate me that much,” he said, crossing his arms in front of him. Really, it sounded like exactly the kind of thing Matt would get a kick out of. It wasn’t so much the so-called minimalist aesthetic that bothered him, it was how it felt so completely devoid of purpose that it barely even counted as an aesthetic in the first place. It was just a blank space and it was offensive to the eye, and that was a hill he was willing to die on. Atticus could only stare in disbelief when another date hit him. “Okay, now you’re just wasting food,” he accusatorily pointed a finger at him, “Maybe actually eating those would be good for you. I heard they do wonders for mysterious arm twitches.”

“You’re right. It will.. Guess time did you a really big glow up huh?” she gave him another winning smile.  “You say that but I’ve met a couple of dick heads in the past couple weeks..” she replied honestly. “I actually heard it said, the things we do in our twenties define who we are.. If we don’t get rid of bad habits by the time we’re thirty.. that’s when they become personality traits..” shrugging, she didn’t know if she really believed it or not, but who knew. 

“Pepper?” she giggled “That’s kinda adorable. A corgi? Oh my god are you like royalty of Silver Lake or something?” teasing him.  “Erm.. Well I’ve moved into this house not long ago, been seeing my boyfriend now since just after Valentines day… We wrap on the season in a couple weeks… So I kinda wanna… take a break? Go to the beach some more.. Maybe go to New York and see my mom.. But actually.. It’ll just be nice to enjoy the break you know? See the girls? My dad….Hopefully get a season 2..” said wistfully as she took another bite of her sandwich. “But come on.. Dog and working in the family business something else must have happened?”

Even if it felt just the slightest bit backhanded, he wasn’t one to refuse a good compliment so he just grinned at her and ran a hand back through his hair, “That’s definitely going to my head, but no takebacks now." He tilted his head as she talked, listening surprisingly carefully and trying to decide if he actually bought was she was saying or if it was one of those inspirational Pinterest posts that were usually about as meaningful as a random word salad. ”Yeah, guess that makes sense. You either learn and know better, or you get stuck in your ways, sounds about right...” he paused, pursing his lips, “But then also, those are the only two possible outcomes, right? Can’t really go any other way than that."

“Don’t act like you didn’t already know that,” he laughed, kind of enjoying the idea of having a whole corgi entourage like the queen, “Maybe I’ll get a few more. That’d be a very impressive display when I roll up to clients’ houses, wouldn’t it?” Atticus was very happy to focus half of his attention on his sandwich while Aspen caught him up on her life. It was weird to actually hear about her life after so long—he hadn’t even been following any of her social media, so it was all news to him. “Oh I’m sure you earned the break, so you should take it. No reason to get burned out because you’re too worried about another season,” he replied, and it felt like semi-decent advice... though of course he didn’t really have any idea what he was talking about. “But hey, fingers crossed. I’m not dating anyone if that’s what you’re asking. Just you know, seeing people here and there.” He shrugged, bobbing his head to the side. “Trying not to kill my siblings or get killed by them, so... the usual.“

nirvanarossi‌:

Swaying to the rhythm of the music, Nirvana reached for the drink and had half of it right away. Her brother in a Verka costume was the epitome of fun. The music was loud, the alcohol more than they could all handle and the house was going to end up being a mess but she didn’t care. They were all under the same roof, being idiots together. If they thought that canceling Eurovision would keep true Europeans as themselves from celebrating it — they were all straight up idiots. 

“…and we can drive your neighbors nuts, wondering what the hell we’re singing.” the blonde added, before taking another sip of her drink. Going as Rodolfo Chikilicuatre had been one hell of a choice because Nirvana found herself in trouble trying to glue the super fake mustache on her face, then put on that wig. “—To Rossivision!” she cheered, clinking her glass with her siblings’. “We gotta do this more often.” ( @milrossi )

Mil knew this evening was going to be great. Full of laughter, dancing, enjoying each other’s company and of course great conversations. Plus it was all about Eurovision so it was even better. Camille had went all in with her Conchita -outfit. A damn good looking red dress – with her pajama pants under it for comfiness – and surprisingly good looking beard she had drawn on with her kohl and some eyeshadows. It’ll probably get smudged all over her face during the evening, but hey, it looked super good right now!

“The best kind of confusion”, she laughed. She couldn’t help but thin the neighbours just sitting there with question marks floating above their heads with all the different kind of songs and languages echoing from the house. “To Rossivision!” she raised her glass with a laughter and then shook her head at Nirvana’s words. “Thank god I don’t have work for few days because I’d be regretting everything if I’d have work tomorrow.”

( @atticusrossi​ )

“The neighbors should honestly be used to it at this point. Weirder things have happened on this street,” he said, fondly thinking back to the last summer when he’d just moved in and rented a big bouncy castle just to put himself on the map. Actually come to think of it, that was a solid Rossivision idea and now felt like an enormous missed opportunity. Next year, he supposed. Or maybe a ball pit. 

“I have to source a coffee table for that author up in Los Feliz ‘cause apparently the first six were horrible,” he made a face and finished the rest of his drink for good measure, “But that can only really be more tolerable if I’m just a tiny bit hungover.” The time difference helped them out a bit in that regard... or at least in theory it should. Usually it didn’t quite work out that way. Even if the Eurovision show was done before dinner, the Rossis never were and the party usually lasted well into the night. “You guys heard from Simone? She was supposed to be here, right? Did she forget to cancel on me again? Swear she does it on purpose.”

“Wait, please don’t stress yourself out over this. I don’t think its worth it. And I’m not even sure I would agree to that kind of mural.” River had tried not to laugh but she couldn’t help it. “I was never really into Winnie the Pooh when I was younger anyways.” 

“Yeah whatever, it’s just a game," he said, his clipped tone very obviously contradicting his words. Atticus had a habit of turning virtually everything into a full-on competition, a fun idea in theory but also one that annoyingly often came back to bite him in the ass. As much as he claimed to love competing, that was, of course, only really the case when he won. It was even worse when it was his own damn twin who beat him. “You can just take this too while you’re at it, I’m not even hungry anymore.”

charlie: probably. she is short and always wears colotful clothse

charlie: colorful*

charlie: yeeeess come over

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charlie: perdfect i am waiting

atticus: Oh yeah that one! I've seen her yeah

atticus: I somehow expected your friends to be more goth

atticus: On a related note I think this is the first time I've seen you not wearing black, and I'm shocked

charlie: i didn't, montana did

charlie: do u k now her?

charlie: haha h don'T worry she is too drunk rn

charlie: yes she is

charlie: not all oof us can afforDd a house in eastcliff

charlie: wait no, it was. redcilff, wasn't it?

atticus: Guessing I probably met her 'cause I met a bunch of Maccleston's friends when we worked together

atticus: Oh shit, that's another reason to come over

charlie: she didnt't plan it, it's a sureipsr party

charlie: do you wanna come awnd say that yourself?

atticus: Even more surprised if you guys planned it

atticus: I could come over. But I'm blaming you when the birthday girl isn't happy to see me

charlie: hhaaeh nah i am nost at dungeon

charlie: not*

charlie: i am at mackky's bday party

atticus: Wow I can't believe she didn't invite me

atticus: Tell her happy birthday though

charlie: heyyyy

charlie: whpere are you

atticus: Heeey Bird, what's up?