#dcniros.

ALANNA: dad is so mad

mari: hey hoe mari: sorry i’m a bitch to you 99% of the time.. mari: your new song is rly good

            ‘ have you ever seen something so stupid ? i mean, i’ve seen and heard a lot of stupid shit in twenty-seven years, but that’s by far the worst. they’re taking home the prize. ’ kang exhales through his nose while looking at the male beside him. his arms extend before him. ‘ why would anyone think to put up a christmas tree in the middle of october ? can’t halloween pass before people start this shirt ? ’ @dcniros

‘ i don’t think you understand how boring it is for me when you’re gone, ’ she explains with a pout, looking over at her little brother. ‘ i’m not used to being alone in such a big house, ’ it was true, even though their family home was massive, she grew up surrounded by family, so it was never quiet. ‘ maybe i can get a dog .. or a cat, ’ she’s rambling aimlessly now, bringing her knees up to her chest in the back of the car they’re both sitting in. alanna had jumped at the opportunity to pick atlas up at the airport, it having been way too long since she’d laid eyes on him. it hadn’t even been that long since his overdose and he was already so hard back at work, she wanted to check on him. he’d always taken care of her, especially since her kidnapping, and now she wanted to take care of him. the blonde turns to face him while resting her face against her knees. ‘ enough about me. how was rome ? ’ 

even though the two of them were exes , it was the same with ashton , the two of them had stayed friends . atlas was probably her best friend , along with vera . they’d dated forever ago , and she knew it was better to be on good terms with the deniros rather than bad , not that it was hard, they were the best people she knew. ‘ atlas !! ’ mari calls out when she sees him in the kitchen in the resort .  the brunette is quick to skip over to him , immediately wrapping her arms around his neck with a smile , probably holding him a little tighter than necessary considering the last time she’d seen him he was laying in a hospital bed. ‘ how are you ? ‘ she pulls back, hands touching his cheek for a minute before she offers him another smile . ‘ have you eaten yet ? wanna have lunch together ? ’ she asks , wanting to make him feel normal instead of coddled after what he went through . 

the deniro’s had been through way more than most families go through , but she was grateful for the fact that it made her and her siblings even closer than they already had been . with her getting kidnapped , atlas losing his best friend , ashton witnessing overdoses , the three of them combined could write a book on trauma . this vacation was much needed for all of them , they needed to get away from the city and spend some time together with their friends . she’s quick to acquire her brother to head down to the resort pool with her , smiling over at him as they’re standing in the elevator on their way down . ‘ so how are you feeling ? ‘ she asks to fill the silence.

      words couldn’t describe how disappointed she was in herself for missing her brother’s big performance at coachella this past weekend . work priorities and the idea of leaving new york was just a little out of the question for her right now , but no doubt she caught it on tv . the leggy blonde made her way to her brother’s penthouse , with the most expensive bottle of whiskey she could get her hands on as her sorry gift . after knocking a couple of times , she slowly opens the unlocked door . ‘ atlas ? it’s me... i come bearing gifts since i’m the worst sister in the world for missing your big performance , ’ she says with a pout. 

               the blonde’s coffee table’s utilized as a makeshift home for spindly limbs to drape upon, unattentive of his surroundings while he’s mindlessly scrolling through social media. it’s not something he delves into often, minus when he’s promoting his music or impulsively tweeting his nonsensical thoughts before he’s instructed to delete it, thanks to his trusty manager. but he’s thankful in the sense that in days where loneliness sinks in more than usual, ashton’s courteous enough to, well ... allow him entrance without an invitation, so to speak. ‘ hey, ’ malachi’s calling over his shoulder, optics continuously glued onto the glass screen as he motions for her to gauge in at his new discovery. ‘ look at this tattoo artist i found, wanna go check him out ? i’m thinking of getting a huge ass one of shrek on my chest. ’