You would not believe who sent me a Snapchat the other nightâŚWill. Freaking Will! Itâs been like, what, two years since we broke up? I left him on read.Â
O-M-G no wayyyy. What did he sayyy?!
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You would not believe who sent me a Snapchat the other nightâŚWill. Freaking Will! Itâs been like, what, two years since we broke up? I left him on read.Â
O-M-G no wayyyy. What did he sayyy?!

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gagemarcelloâ:
I do have to applaud yaâll for keeping your relationship as private as it is. Sometimes things can get messy when people share too much with the public. You and Rae are justâŚwonderful. Your dynamic always reminds me a little of me and my wifeâs. I love it, man. Iâm excited to just celebrate yaâll as a guest. No cameras, no BS. Just however you want it to be. Though, I hope you know itâs going to be a shit show having Luca be your best man. I donât think Iâve ever interviewed that kid and heâs actually made a singular smart comment.Â
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Yâknow, Luca and I havenât always had the best relationship. We actually hated each other the first few months I lived here. He had moved in not too long before I had. I donât remember what really made it switch, but heâs my best friend in the world. He doesnât seem like the type to be... reliable or sentimental or thoughtful from the outside, but heâs genuinely one of the best guys Iâve ever met. Heâd do anything for the people he loves, and it was an easy choice to make. But boy, does he say some dumb shit sometimes.
gagemarcelloâ:
Bro, Peeps are life. Of course Iâve had âem, I have three sons. They love sugar.Â
So, tell us a âlil more about this wedding and honeymoon? Iâm sure yaâll got your bridesmaids and groomsmen chosen already? But what about a location? Colors? Flowers? Or are you keeping it more secretive?Â
We donât want to give many details, and weâre not actually going to have cameras there besides a photographer and videographer. We donât want to feel like weâre on display for the world because our relationship has been just... honestly, just so real and private already. We donât really want to have our wedding day be picked apart by strangers on the internet. We want a day that is ours and only ours. With my life in the spotlight, itâs hard to have something thatâs just ours, so... the more private it is, I think the better it will be for our relationship in the long run. I think itâs important to let us reveal what we want about it in our own timing and when it feels right to do so.Â
What I can tell you, though, is that I asked Luca to be my best man. Then my other groomsmen are Eli and Caiden and then two of my best friends, Matt and Gavin. Weâve all been friends since grade school, and they are just the best dudes. And, I know Rae has asked Mimi to be her maid of honor, but I donât know if she wants me to spill the beans on the rest of her crew. Regardless, Iâm sure sheâll share details when sheâs ready to.Â
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gagemarcelloâ:
Take these 2022 glasses and shut your pie hole alright buddy?Â
Nah, for real, pop a squat. Letâs mic you up and talk a little about your engagement this year if you wanna recap that.Â
Okay fine, but just for some b-roll and you gotta promise me youâll send me a clip to post on instagram.Â
Uh, my goals for 2022 are to marry my best friend. I proposed to Rae in 2021, so weâre planning for a fall wedding. Iâm really excited about that. More excited about the honeymoon if you know what I mean.... Weâre gonna spend a month in Europe and then a week in Australia. Other exciting things for 2022... um, my worship band should be finishing up our first completely original album that should be released weekend before Easter. And, my last goal for 2022 is to pet more dogs. Oh, and eat more marshmallows. Have you ever had a Peep? Fuckinâ delicious.Â
Yeah, this set-up looks real nice. Iâm happy with it. Weâll shoot some year-recaps and New Years stuff here in a few minutes. Do you want to wear the 2022 glasses or light-up necklace? Or neither and tell me to shove it?
Um, absolutely not. You can just shove it.Â
lucaporterâ:
âBro! BroâŚI would fuck the shit out of Kendall Jenner respectfully. Respectfully. Honestly her or KylieâŚor any of their friends. Do you know their friends? Why havenât you hooked me up with someone already? Youâre slackinâ, man,â Luca teased, giddiness filling up his body much like his high. He felt like he was on Cloud Ten if it existed. If it didnât, well, he just made it up and it thereby existed. He was simply so happy it felt euphoric. Not only was he sitting on a hammock in a place that looked like it belonged on a post-card, but he was there with his best friends and his daughter and heâd just gotten popped quite possibly one of the most exciting questions of his young, rowdy, single-manned life.Â
For a moment, Luca got sentimental. He was sure it was just the moment combined with the marijuana, but he imagined what Iris would look like on her wedding day. She was already getting so big. Most days she wanted to hangout with Lily and Rebel and Mina and the older girls instead of him, but every now and then heâd still catch a glimpse of the little daughter he once knew. He knew sooner than later sheâd be graduating high school, and heâd look back at these moments knowing they were the good âol days. He wanted to soak them in and let them seep into his skin like his favorite cologne. He wanted to squeeze her so tightly and make her laugh and bottle up her little giggles in a mason jar so he could hear them forever. But he was so excited for the future too, because Luca knew once middle school and high school came and went, and once Iris graduated college (probably with honors), sheâd get married to a wonderful human and sheâd look breath-taking. He couldnât wait to walk her down the aisle. He couldnât wait to party and live it up, hopefully with a wife of his own by then. He couldnât wait to see his little girl continue to get the love and happiness and successes of life that she deserved so, so much. He could wait, because well, he loved the age she was at now, but at the same time, Luca was optimistic and hopeful for the future and that was something he hadnât felt in a long while.Â
âFor real, bro, thank you. I love you like my own damn brother. I mean I donât got one, but if I did, Iâd love you as much as him,â Luca laughed at himself. He was definitely much higher than heâd hoped on getting that afternoon. He knew Iris was safe off snorkeling with the others and hopefully after he stuffed his face with last-nights fancy dinner leftovers, heâd be feeling a little more grounded. For now, heâd enjoy his time. It wasnât everyday that he was in Hawaii with his best friend. Though, the more he thought about it - Atti was definitely rich enough, and Luca made a mental note to pitch a boys beach house to him later on.Â
âYou donât got the money they look for in a dude, but okay, my man. Iâll surely try,â Atti teased. In all actuality, Atti didnât really like mixing his Public life with his Private life. Chances were, no celebrities were going to make appearances at the wedding. Maybe Taylor or Ed or Phoebe, but really, they were his closest friends. He knew the Jenners, yeah, and he had been to dinner with the Kardashians before, but it wasnât like he had a big invite with all of the K names on it. He didnât really have a list of people he wanted to invite. They had barely just gotten engaged, and for all Atti knew, there wasnât even a date set yet. He knew Luca was going to be his best man, and he still needed to ask Eli, Caiden, and Travis to be his groomsmen. He figured Mimi was the maid of honor, and he knew he was going to call his stylist for his suit but other than that.... Atti knew nothing. He planned nothing. His job was done. Now it was time to write checks for whatever Rae wanted. It was more her day than his, anyhow. Though, it would be a lie to say he wasnât excited. He loved love. He loved weddings. He was a big softie, and everyone who knew him, knew that.Â
âI love you like my brother, too, man.â Atti said, sitting up to hug Luca. Truth was, Atti did have siblings. Two brothers and a sister. They were all younger. They were from his biological parents. Thinking about them gave him hives. He had a lot of anxiety and didnât quite understand why they were kept and he was given away. It wasnât that Atti didnât love and adore his parents. They were the people who raised him and made him who he was, but... there was always a part of him that wondered why he wasnât good enough for them. That was selfish to think, and Atti, as God fearing as the man was, tried to remind himself that it was Godâs plan and Godâs timing. There were extenuating circumstances that made that decision the best decision for him. He told himself heâd never be where he was today if they hadnât given him up, and all in the same swing, that was for better and for worse. He thought about inviting them to the wedding, just for them to see, but then again... he didnât want to give them the satisfaction. He didnât want to give them the claim of him. Atti wasnât their child and his success was not theirs to take pride in. Angry, now, Atti passed the joint back to Luca and put his hands behind his head. âYou wanna go swim with sharks?â
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Eli put on a pair of looser-fitting black pants and a tropical-looking, short-sleeve shirt. It had flowers on it and a few brighter colors like pink and green and yellow and he felt like he was dressed a little like a mob boss who took his family on a vacation. He slid his feet into some plain, white tennis shoes, and of course tossed on as many expensive rings as he could fit on his fingers. When Eli was in high school and during his early twenties too, he was a skinny jeans kind of guy, but now, he was all about loose pants. He used to hate jewelry too, but ever since Atti started wearing it more, so did Eli. He wouldnât admit that though. As someone who owned a record label and had to remain âhipâ Eli felt like he did a decent job with fashion and those ever-so-changing trends, and it always helped that Lily was a mini fashionista who gave Eli clothing advice near daily. Oftentimes, sheâd dress Sailor before his big events too.Â
After fixing his hair and slicking it just the way he liked it with a tiny bit of gel, Eli sprayed his favorite cologne over himself and headed for the Uber. The boys all packed in, obnoxiously close to one another and already raging and loud, and Eli made a note to tip their driver a little extra cash for their rowdiness. He was convinced heâd never be too old for going out and enjoying the club scene. Sure, he loved his kids, but being out in the nightlife with loud music, alcohol and women was a combination of delights that Eli always reveled in. As expected they got into the club with ease, and though Eli genuinely hoped they keep a low-profile that evening, he grinned when the club instantly starting playing a remix of one of Attiâs recent hits.
Atti was already flying, and as he leaned over to Eli and spoke in his ear, Eli fought off the urge to get offended at his comment, âEasy, easy. Sheâs only a demon in bed and thatâs fun, alright?â He playfully jabbed Atti in the ribs, âIâll take a Jack and Coke, man. Thanks. âÂ
Eli found it funny that so many of his best friends had had enough of Devonâs bullshit. She wasnât too bad to them personally, and Eli felt strangely comforted knowing Atti wasnât keen of Devon solely because of the way she made Eli feel. To Eli, Devon could quite literally cut off his penis and pinky toe and heâd be able to convince himself she did it for a just and right reason. It was puppy love, but more intense and toxic, and he knew he wasnât right in believing in her the way he did, but she wasnât right for leading him on and calling only when she had the time either. He couldnât think about her for more than a moment or two anyways, because their drinks came far quicker than any Los Angeles bar ever did, and Eli huddled the boys together in a circle for his second toast of the evening.
âIâll make this one shorter. Cheers, you sexy men!â He smiled, looking around their little circle and feeling proud of the friendships he had helped create, âTo not sleeping at our own houses tonight! Excluding you, Atti. I promised Iâd get you home safe to your wifey. Oh shit! And Caid, man, excluding you too!â Eliâs eyes widened as he realized their group of single-men was dwindling quicker than heâd hoped, âGotta get you back to your babe Britton. Agh, fuck it. Whatever! Cheers!âÂ
For as big of a star as he was, Atti didnât go out often. He didnât make his public appearances known. He really did want to be treated like a normal kid. Occasionally, and usually when Eli was out with him, heâd live it up a little more. Heâd buy the expensive bourbon or go to a nice club so they could sit in a VIP section and feel cool. Atti grew up as a weird kid. He was an only child, so he really was fine playing by himself. His voice didnât drop âtil high school, and he was a nerdy kid. He loved baseball and hockey, but he really did love singing and songwriting. That was his real heart. It was amazing that Hallie ever took a chance on him in the first place, and now Rae too? Forget about it. Despite all of this, though, he ended up skyrocketing in his career. He was dubbed âThe Second Coming of Justin Bieberâ based on how quickly he took off, but he was wayyyyy more grounded than the other guy. He still didnât have a concert movie, but he was on a TV show so it was probably coming faster than he though. Nonetheless, Atti liked feeling cool. It was something he didnât really experience much of as a normal kid, growing up, and it was something he was still so excited about.Â
âCheers,â Atti raised his shot glass with the other boys. They took their shots or sipped their drinks, and Atti let out an excited, guttural, âWoo!â Then picked up another one. One shot turned to two. Two shots turned to three. Three shots turned to seven, and seven shots turned to.... he couldnât remember anything after seven.  Sooner than he even realized, Atti was completely sloshed. Stumbling, slurring words, laughing at anything. It wasnât âtil he felt Eli pull him away that he was even really aware he had began dancing with another girl. Grinding. Caiden was pouring water down his throat, and he could see camera lights flashing. âWhat? Whatssswrong? Why did you do that for? I was havinâ fun!â Caiden poured more water into his mouth and he spit it out at him and giggled. âFuck you,â he giggled, all in good fun. âEli, I donât feel good.â And as Atti spewed all over the floor, a big man was walking over to them to get them to leave. What an embarrassing night, and even more embarrassing, Atti didnât realize what he had done wrong...

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lucaporterâ:
âGot what from you?â Luca teased, thanking Atti again with just a single head nod as he lit his blunt and took a hit.Â
When Luca first got to Brooksville, he was a party boy. Heâd left behind Iris and Maria and he had no worries. He had no concept of what being a father really meant. He didnât know how hard it would be for Maria to be a single, teen mother with their daughter. He kicked himself almost daily when he remembered he wasnât there for some of Irisâ most special infant and toddler moments, and though he couldnât promise her verbally, he prayed to Maria each night since sheâd passed and promised heâd never miss another moment again. Fatherhood was a joy. It was Lucaâs very essence. And sure, he still liked to party every now and then, but if Iris were to have called him to body board with her, he wouldâve invited Atti to the waves and buried his blunt in the sand.
As Atti spoke, Luca was half-in and half-out of his brain. It was kinda beginning to float over him like a low-hanging fruit and he made a mental note to slow down a little on the joint. Still, he was pretty sure he heard what his best friend asked him and he instantly snapped his head in Attiâs direction.
âBro, Iâll cry right now. What did you just say to me?â But before Atti could repeat himself, Luca exclaimed, âOf course, I will, man! Of course! Thatâd be the biggest honor in the world!â He fell out of his hammock and took the single step to Attiâs, enveloping him in a playful hug as his brunette friend was still laying down and pretty stoned as well. âGeez, man. Youâre about to make a grown man cry. Holy shit,â He high-fived Atti once more before sitting back down in his own hammock, âI canât wait to tell Iris. Sheâs going to explode! Ah, man.â Lucaâs face hurt from the smiling, and in the midst of his excitement, heâd accidentally dropped his blunt. It burnt out, but he didnât care. He wasnât a freak about germs either, so heâd pick it up and re-light it later to celebrate as long as it hadnât gotten wet. âI need to find a celebrity wife at your wedding, alright?â He joked, âThat is my one Best Man stipulation. I want Megan Fox, baby.âÂ
Another thing about Atticus Reeves is that he was incredibly resilient. When his entire life took a 180 on him, he trusted God. He trusted that God had a plan and this was all just part of it. He remembered having to plan his parentsâ dual funeral at the ripe age of 16, and he was there, holding Hallieâs hand when she took her final breath after her parents decided to take her off of life support. Before, he thought Hallie was his one and only love, but what it turned out to be, and something that Hallieâs mom reminded him of frequently, was that he was Hallieâs one and only. He served that role in her life, and though she died far too young, everyone in her life believed she lived her life to the fullest and wouldnât have regretted a thing. Atti rested easy knowing his parents were taking care of Hallie in Heaven, and he was taking care of Hallieâs parents on Earth.Â
Though, one thing he didnât quite handle with enough grace was his roommate situation at Noraâs. He never thought he was above having a roommate, not even when his career was skyrocketing, but he wasnât used to it. He was an only child. He had his own room. His own space. He was partnered with Luca, another boy his age and they didnât quite get along. Not in the beginning, at least. They did warm up to each other, though, and they became great friends. Iris, Lucaâs daughter, was practically obsessed with him when she first got there, and it was sweet. Luca and Atti would get high together, have a couple of beers in the basement, talk about girls and cars and music. He leveled out Atti. Sometimes they talked about deep things like religion, the state of the world, politics, conspiracies. But mostly, they had fun together. And when he needed it, Luca ran to Atti and Raeâs house for refuge from the whirlwind that was Noraâs home. It was a no brainer in asking him to be his best man. Atti could look at his life and point to three men who were, genuinely, his best men, but if the role had to go to anyone.... Atti knew it had to be Luca. He prayed about it for a while, feeling almost guilty for not asking Eli, but Luca was his best friend.Â
Atti giggled when Lucaâs eyes got wide and his jaw hung low. He genuinely was surprised, and Atti was actually shocked to see him so shocked. Luca practically tackled Atti with a hug, and Atti patted his back, holding him close. Another thing about Atti was that he loved physical affection, and he didnât see any reason not to be affectionate with his guy friends. He thought it was important. Not enough men hugged each other. âI canât promise you Megan Fox because I donât know her,â Atti trialed off as he sat back into the hammock. âBut, I can tell you a couplâa people who will probably come. Or at least who Iâm inviting. Rae wanted it to be a smaller thing, with just family, but... I have a couple of buddies in LA I want to come. And I know Kendallâs gonna be mad if she doesnât get an invite, whether or not she attends... So I hope Kendall Jenner is a good runner up to Megan.â
elijbatesâ:
Eli laughed, looking down at his plate and back up at Atti as he teased about being the head of a beach house. He wouldnât get flustered and pink-cheeked in front of all of his family - no matter if Atti was correct or not (which he was.) Eli liked being in charge, and he felt comfortable in it. Not being a House Dad had him feeling funkier than heâd admit. One more little toast later and he smiled at Atti, taking a deep breath and clinking their drinks together, âLove you too, brother.â Then, the hula performance was underway. Sailor, as any typical eleven year old boy, took one look at the hula dancers shaking their hips in coconut bras and turned to Lily and they both started laughing. Eli was happy they had each other. Granted, some days were hard and full of bickering, but at the end of the night, regardless of what they day had brought, they had one another and they had Eli and that made him feel good. He was always worried theyâd grow up too fast living in Noraâs house. Heâd watched the Buchanansâ and other younger kids start getting into risky things before they shouldâve, but sitting there and watching Lily and Sailor as they watched the show gave Eli hope. They were goofy and sweet. Their eyes lit up at the fire spinners. They smiled big, dimpled, genuine smiles watching the show. Hell, they even asked if they could all snuggle up together later that night and watched Moana in Eliâs bed. And it gave him reassurance that he was raising them alright. He could almost hear his mom say, âEven better than alright, Eli.âÂ
âYou gonna find a Hawaiian girl to take home with you?â Atti whispered a little too loudly, snapping Eli back into the show. Eliâs eyes widened and he shook his head, nervously checking his phone out of embarrassment as Maisie, who was sitting next to Cal, turned around and eyed him for a quick moment. âYouâre a dead man.â He mouthed silently to Atti as Rae watched the two of them, smiled, and pulled Attiâs attention back into the show. It only lasted a few more minutes, and as soon as the final applause was given and the fire spinners extinguished their flames, Atti spun back around to Eli, âWe should go out!âÂ
âAh, I canât, man,â Eli said, finishing off his second glass of champagne, âI promised the kids weâd watch Moana tonight.âÂ
And then, like clockwork, Lily showed up at Eliâs side, resting her hands on his shoulder, âWe donât want to anymore. Weâre gonna put on our own hula and fire show for Grandma! Sailorâs gonna spin fire, but not real fireâŚI think weâll make fire out of paper. We know it wouldnât end well if he used real fire. And me and the girls are going to be hula dancers!âÂ
âAlright,â Eli sighed, watching Lily and Sailor scurry off with the other kids before turning back to Atti, his signature, wickedly-charming Eli smile falling onto his lips, âI guess weâre going out tonight.âÂ
Atti shot Lily a thumbs up and a wink when she told Eli she didnât want to watch the movie anymore. Besides, they had the whole trip to watch Moana. He was sure there would be a rainy day where all the little ones piled into one of the houses to watch Moana and Lilo and Stitch anyhow. The first night was for celebrating, and Atti wanted to go out and have a blast. He didnât want to think about anything. He wanted to buy the whole bar a round of drinks and regret it in the morning. He wanted to take Rae out and dirty dance with her to some EDM song he didnât know. He wanted drunk girls reaching for him and throwing him words of adoration and perhaps getting a little too handsy. Atti wanted to dance and laugh and lose his voice and wake up and not remember any of it.Â
âHa-ha!â Atti cheered and raised his glass. âYes! Letâs do it! Can Rae come?â
âIâm not going,â she protested. âI love you, but Iâm going to stay home.â She turned to Eli, âTake good care of him.â
Zander died when he and a few other boys went out to a concert--an Ed Sheeran concert. Atti was out on his own tour at the time, but the minute he got word of Zander and Pasonâs deaths, he flew straight home. He mourned. He grieved. Then he picked himself back up and continued to move and work. He went back out on the road and continued to perform. He knew, firsthand, about the trauma of losing a partner, and he saw it tear Mimi to shreds. And Rae saw it too. And he knew Rae was worried about him when he went out. Anything could happen at any minute, and he understood the anxiety of that.Â
Dinner finished up, and Atti downed another Corona. He wasnât planning on changing. His white button up and khaki shorts were fine enough, but heâd freshen up a little bit. He slow danced with Rae with their feet in the water. He kissed her sweetly in the sunset and promised heâd come back home to her. And once the sun was down and night fell on the island, Atti and the boys piled into the Uber and took off. With Attiâs name and face, he and the boys were let in immediately. Club music loud, the alcohol smell prominent, Atti turned back to Eli and said in his ear, âNo getting into fights tonight, alright?â He turned to Caiden, âNo babysitting me. Iâm a big boy.â Then to Luca, âWe gotta find you a girl, man.â And then back to Eli, âWe gotta get your mind off of Devil.... I mean Devon.â He winked and squeezed his friendâs shoulders. âWhat do. you want to drink? Iâm buying.â
lucaporterâ:
high in the hammocks
âDaaddd!â Iris came sprinting out onto the back porch of the beach house, down the few stairs, and over to the palm trees where the boys had previously hung up a few hammocks which Luca was napping in, âDadâŚâ She slapped her hands on his bare stomach, âBritton said we could go snorkeling later! Can I, please? Donât be like Cal and say no. âCause at first he said no to Rebel, but then Britton said yes so weâre just gonna listen to Britton andââÂ
âBreathe, Iris Porter,â Luca smiled, staring at his wide-eyed little girl, âYeah. You can go snorkeling. I think Uncle Atti was going to take us out on a yacht tomorrow for even more snorkeling too, actually. But if you wanna go later - be my guest. I still gotta talk about it with Britton first though, alright?âÂ
âThank you!â She leapt on top of him and almost flipped over his hammock, âAnd for the last timeâŚI am not calling him Uncle Atti.âÂ
âWhy not?â Atti appeared, stashing the two blunts he had in his hands behind his back as he approached the hammocks for a planned smoke sesh with Luca.
Iris instantly froze, her cheeks turning redder than Luca had ever seen them before and she zoomed back into the house, yelling âDonât forget to talk to Britton, dad!â before slamming the sliding door shut and surely going to tell Lily and Rebel she saw her âfuture boyfriendâ topless.Â
âHeyyy, Uncle Attiâs got the good goods!â Luca joked, perking up in his hammock a little as he took one of the blunts from Atti, âThank you, man. I owe you one. Youâre not gonna get shit from me, but I do owe you one.âÂ
The thing about Atticus Reeves is that he was the single most charming boy you may ever meet. He had a way with words in song writing, a smooth voice to sing them, and a dazzling smile that could make anyone fall to their knees. And he knew what felt like everyone, and if he didnât, he knew someone who did. Thereâs a line in a musical, Into the Woods, where Prince Charming says, âI was raised to be charming, not sincere.â But thatâs not what Atti was like. He was raised to be sincere, and for him, it just so happened to be charming.Â
Atti woke up early that morning to run some errands on the island and meet up with a few people he needed to--he wasnât stupid enough to bring semi-illegal drugs on an airplane. He was back with coffee before Rae even woke up, and after a little bit of time in the bedroom together, they emerged from the house. Atti promised Luca theyâd spend some bro-time together, and so Atti kissed Rae on the lips and let her go have her girlsâ day with Maya and Mimi or something... To be quite honest, Attiâs mind was preoccupied.Â
âI am not calling him Uncle Atti!â Iris protested, her bottom lip poking out just a bit.Â
Atti dropped his jaw in a playful way, âAnd why not?!â Iris scurried away before her face could turn pink from blushing, and Atti plopped into the hammock, sitting across from Luca, and pulled a little bag from behind his back. âYou owe me like five at this point, my guy,â Atti said, pulling a lighter from his pocket and giving Luca a light. âIf anyone asks, you didnât get this from me.â And as the high set into both of them, Atti looked over to the ocean. Of all his travels and touring, he had never made it to Honolulu. âHey,â he turned back to Luca. âYou wanna be my best man?â
elijbatesâ:
Even with spray-on sunscreen and a stick one for their faces, Lily and Sailor both had sunburnt noses already. Eliâs tan was coming in decent, but the top of his shoulders and his cheeks were a little redder than they shouldâve been too. He didnât care too much. It was vacation, after all, and everyone looked better with a tan. Heâd just have to lather up Lily and Sailor extra the next few days and keep an eye on âem - kids with bad sunburns were never fun. He smiled as they sat down across from him at the dinner table. Not directly across from him actually, (they didnât want to be lame and sit by their dad) but close enough. At the head was Atticus, of course, with Rae next to him and then Mimi. But next to all of them were Lily and Sailor and they just looked so grown up that it made Eliâs stomach twist. Before he could think too much about his kids getting older and himself getting older and spiraling into one of his great Eli existential crisis, Atti said grace, blessed their food, and then dropped an f-bomb. It wasnât like Lily and Sailor hadnât heard (or even said) fuck before, so Eli didnât care and they all laughed. âHey, hey, kids, man, thereâs kids here,â He played, punching Atti in the arm before grabbing his glass of champagne, âFamily, Iâd like to make a toastâŚâ Eli cleared his throat, looking down at the long table of people he loved and adored. Man, he really loved and adored them. âHereâs to an amazing vacation filled with lots of love and laughter. Weâre already off to a great fucking start!â He smirked and the table laughed again as Eli raised his glass, âReally. I love you all. And Mom, thank you for organizing us in these little Hogwarts houses. Itâs fun. Alright, cheers!âÂ
Eli and Atti were the best of friends. They were initially introduced at Noraâs when Atti was first getting into music. Nora helped his parents adopt him, and so Atti knew of Noraâs work for his entire life. Eli helped Atti professionally and then personally. Soon, the two boys developed a great friendship, and the two of them, along with Caiden and Zander, had formed a little group. Atti loved his friends from before Noraâs, but there was something special about being able to bond over trauma. Atti was also lucky to have Lily in his life still, her father having been the one who responded to the shooting at his school. Eli held a special spot in Attiâs heart, and like brothers do, they competed with each other. Eli gave a little speech, and at the end of it, Atti spoke up, âAlright, alright. Kiss ass. Sit down. Maâs little Golden Boy is just jealous heâs not the head of a beach house.â The boys looked at each other and laughed. Nora shook her head. Atti popped open another beer and the boys clinked their drinks together. âCheers,â Atti said a little softer, still smiling, his cheeks burnt. âIâm just kidding. I love you, man.â Dinner got under way, and in the middle of a hula performance, Atti leaned over to Eli. âYou gonna find a Hawaiian girl to take home with you?â And if looks could kill, Eli wouldâve been arrested. Atti giggled a little more. He didnât take vacations often enough because this was just too fun. He was in too good of a mood and letting a little too loose. âWe should go out!â He said to Eli, a little tipsy already. âYou, me, Caiden, Luca. Travis! Travis can come too! Letâs go out. Letâs go to a club!â
pineapple or mangos?
On that first night, Atti paid for a team to cater a dinner on the beach. They came, set up three rows of tables, provided music and entertainers - hula dancers and fire jugglers - and they were going to cook a traditional Hawaiian feast for everyone. Ryder approved of the food before Atti set anything up, so he knew it was getting the seal of approval. Atti directed the workers around, making sure to tip everyone he ran across, and thatâs why Atti got the reputation he had. Atti was one of the biggest entertainers in the world at that point, something he never thought was possible, and he was still in everyoneâs good graces. Everyone came to sit down for dinner, the sun was setting, and Atti said grace, blessing the food, the pilots of their plane, the owners of the homes, and thanking God for Hawaii. He sat at his seat in his white button up and 5-inch-inseam shorts and already sunburnt face and said, âI fucking love pineapple.â And the table erupted in laughter.

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Hm? Oh, no, Iâm okay. Iâm justâŚthinking of my mom and dad. With every happy, exciting moment I have comes that creeping reminder that they wonât be there to celebrate with me. Itâs heavy, but itâsâŚ.alright. Iâm still living in my engagement dreamland. I donât think anything could really ruin my mood too much right now.
I think about my parents all the time, so I get it. I do. I know my parents would be thrilled, and I hope yours would be too. Do you like your ring? I had a hard time picking our the setting. I wanted it to be special.Â
atti: He himself bore our sins in his body on the tree, that we might die to sin and live to righteousness. By his wounds you have been healed. 1 Peter 2:24 -- Happy Easter everyone. Jesus is Risen!Â