Baby, what goes around
comes back around.
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He’d be watching her for the remainder of the evening. However, this much was evident. Why else would the brown haired male confine himself to an actual theatre? Drive-ins were preferable. As if this wasn’t enough, he was situated in the farthest row in the screening room of a fucking chick flick. A barely audible sigh escaped the young man’s lips as he propped his ankles up onto the seat before him. Chocolate hues upon the phone in his hands, his thumbs continued to dance away at the small keyboard. I’ll be watching you. Who would have imagined that such a simple text message could strike fear into the hearts of the two seated four rows ahead of him? Oh yes, aside from himself – both Aaron and Antonio. Within seconds, Angelica whipped around; however, Bryce’s attention wasn’t exactly upon her, but the little boy to her right. The fellow cringed rather noticeable, and with that Bryce was sure that he’d made his point clear.

She’d done it to spite him. Oddly enough, Angelica had actually thought that choosing this flick instead of the originally chosen Saw IV would have lead Bryce astray. One would believe that after a good sixteen years of living with him, the sister would have known better than that. Then again, Aaron might have tainted her perception of him with his simple and predictable tactics. At this point, Bryce wasn’t sure if his twin was working with him to help protect the girl, or with her just to piss him off. Damn. What was with the majority of his family and their malevolence toward him? If the oldest Romano twin hadn’t known any better, the male could have been sure that they didn’t love him as they did his siblings. But, duh. This just couldn’t be true. Talent, looks and personality; how could you not love him?

Honestly though, how the hell had he gotten himself into this? Playing big brother wasn’t necessarily his favorite role. True, he cared about his sister and felt it better that either Aaron or he was around whenever a male was around her, but there were other things that Bryce would have liked to do with his night. Not that he had anything planned. Who planned shit on Thursdays? An air launched kernel of popcorn cause for the twenty year old to snap back into reality. Brow furrowed, he keyed in on the soft chuckles of Angelica and immediately began to plan out his counterattack. Bryce shoved his digits into the pockets of his jacket. After a moment of rifling, he retrieved a bag of M&M’s. Revenge really was sweet. Effortlessly, the top of the packet was removed and the multi-colored, chocolate covered peanuts went soaring through the air. Not only dropping upon the back of his sister’s and new boyfriend’s head, but those who sat in-between the short distance that existed from his row to theirs. Perhaps he should have put a little more thought into that one.

Hah, perhaps.

OOC: sucky post. My badddd.