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     conor doesn’t think he’s ever known anyone that makes him want to punch them as nico casiraghi does. he’s childish and annoying, and if it wasn’t for his friendship with anya and whatever he is with cecilia, he probably would have done it before. his brows furrow together at the accusation. conor knows he can be a lot of things, but he doesn’t think a liar is one of them. “i never said it was anya.”

“  oh  !  well  thank  you,  ”  he  smiles  sweetly,  because  even  if  it  arguably  sounds  a  little  backhanded,  nico  sells  the  compliment  rather  well.  perhaps  it’s  the  alcohol’s  fault.  “  are  you  looking  forward  to  graduation  ?  ”

          ❛  it’s  okay,  i  would’ve  avoided  me  too  in  your  position.  ❜   she  understands  where  he  came  from,  wasn’t  confused  by  it  even  though  she  didn’t  like  it.  her  cheek  is  well  pressed  against  his  chest,  doesn’t  want  to  let  go  of  him.   ❛  i’ll  call  you  often,  by  the  way.  ❜   he’s  one  she  won’t  lose  contact  with.   ❛  where  are  you  going  as  soon  as  you’re  free ?  ❜

“I actually do have a back up dress.” She pauses for a moment. “Do you want to go see it?” 

She giggled at his words. “Thank you, Nico!” Whoa, a compliment from Nico!! She was truly blessed. “You look amazing as well! But there’s no surprise to that.”

     conor bites his tongue, figuring that bringing up how nico had thrown napkins at him as a dramatic exit wouldn’t be wise. he looks down at his watch to see the time, far too early to start drinking and it be socially acceptable. a brow raises at nico’s statement. but then again, conor’s under the impression that everyone knows how insufferable nico is. “apologize for what?”

“Wasn’t meant to be an insult, man,” Parker shook his head. “So I’ve heard you’re heading back to Italy post graduation?”

– ANYA’S EYES LIGHT UP AT THE MENTION OF STELLA, though then she concludes that if nico’s put those pieces together so quickly then it’s probably a bad thing. her expression falls. she ducks her head : “ yes. ” her teeth drag along her lower lip for a moment, processing. nico’s just given her a lot of information very quickly, and she needs to compute. “ so, it’s very bad, ” understatement of the year. “ but…stella ran away from them, she probably didn’t know anything about that. she would have told me, ” anya adds, certain of it. 

– “DO YOU THINK SHE’LL BE UPSET? i could offer to trade with her. ” ever the people pleaser ! 

“look, i’m tired, okay? that’s how i remember it.” at this point she wasn’t sure whether or not she was lying (she was). his sigh made her smile, getting way too much enjoyment out of his suffering. generally speaking, i’d like to think that elliot isn’t a sadist, but she definitely is when it comes to nico. her smile faded, replaced by gritted teeth. “don’t be shy casiraghi, pick apart my choices. tell me everything you hate so i can find out all the things i must be doing right.” the fact that he didn’t like her was a huge compliment in and of itself, he might as well tell her why. she certainly wouldn’t mind telling him all the things she hated about him. “right now! i’m really not doing anything. i’m just looking.” and trying to think of ways to make fun of him, but she thought that was fairly innocent. “the thingy you just hid, what is it?” elliot was a pickpocket for years and there wasn’t a lot of sleight of hand she couldn’t pick up on. she also didn’t think nico was very good at being stealthy. “the only boundary i agreed to was you staying out of the room.” 

        “ I’M JUST TIRED OF THE SMALL TALK, ”   she rolls her eyes. if she’s going to go back to italy with the family, she may as well let her bratty roots show.   “ what are you doing for the summer ?   are you coming back to gallagher ?   are they really interested in knowing, or can they not handle not talking to someone for five minutes ? ”   cecilia goes to take another, but her cup is empty. she frowns.   “ another drink ? ”

Parker looked over his shoulder at the sound of footsteps. The polite thing to do was add his order onto his own, the bartender was slow. “What are you drinking?”

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charlie’s  only  trying  to  wash  his  hands,  not  get  lectured  on  his  outfit  choices  by  nico  casiraghi.  “  er  …  yes  ?  ”

          luckily  for  nico,  mary’s  an  expert  hugger !  and  she  happily  closes  the  distance  to  wrap  both  of  her  arms  around  him,  finally  seeing  that  there  is  no  bad  feelings.   ❛  thank  you.  ❜   she  hugs  him  tight.   ❛  i’ll  miss  you.  ❜

        CECILIA MISSES WHAT HE’S LOOKING AT, but takes a sip out of solidarity.   “ okay, drink, ”   she points to kass and mari crying together in the corner.   “ finish your drink every time someone asks you what you’re doing this summer. i’m so tired of all the bloody questions. ”

“That should be a crime in it of itself but, yes, of course. I’m not about to abandon you now.” 

Nico graduating is another reason she’s making a point to have this conversation now. He’s still Anya’s family; his unclear issues with her won’t disappear once he’s farther away. Nico’s words are so forward and harsh that a breath catches in her throat, tightening her jaw. She feels like she might cry, and she’s positive her cheeks have tinted into a light rose. Blinking a few times, her gaze wanders with a defeated nod in an attempt to compose herself. “I understand wanting the best for her.” Is all she says. She’d want the same for her sisters. Surely she isn’t the best, but up until now she’d thought she was a pretty good choice. When he drops her last name it’s the first time someone’s said it all year with contempt, heavy with everything her family’s ever done, and then she understands his worry. But it doesn’t explain why he’d been so put off by her before the burn book. Her instinct is to convince him that she’s not like her family, but instead a flicker of defensiveness lights her chest. “…You don’t…don’t know my family. Who they are or what they’ve done. And just because you’ve read about me in some stupid book, doesn’t mean you know who I am.” She still has no idea their parents were in cahoots. “And I’m sorry…no, I’m not sorry, if you think that because of my family Anya and I can’t be friends but…well, quite frankly that’s not your decision.”