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“Laughin’, repostin’, hashtaggin’. They’re treatin’ it like a fuckin’ UFC highlight.” Angelo looked like he was gonna snap the bottle in his hand. “He put his hands on me. Over a girl.” Stefano raised an eyebrow. “She wasn’t just some girl, man. She was with him.” “I don’t give a shit,” Angelo spat. “She smiled at me. He could’ve just walked away.” “He didn’t,” Enzo said. “And now everybody thinks we’re clowns.” “Not just clowns,” Stefano added. “Washed-up clowns.”

At least this time, Angelo is not here to respond to him, indeed. I remember one such altercation when Angelo and Mateo were in a verbal war. To cripple Mateo to the point of no return, Angelo was so thick-skinned that he used the triplets to mock Mateo. He was like, “You thought you were a man when you mistakenly impregnated your wife, huh? Look at my kids. Just one shot, and I intentionally have three. Beat that if you can.” Well, if Mateo ever finds out that Angelo lost the ability to shoot his shots just like him, no one would hear the last of it. At least the people who know about it have no plans of telling anyone.

Angelo angrily shouted as he pulled his hair because of frustration. He furiously jumped on the soft bed- trying to ease the boiling anger that- he; felt inside of him. Punching the bed several times, Angelo mumbled some curse words while hiding his face on the pillow. “Argh!” he shouted as he punched while kicking the air. “I’ll certainly remember what you did, you ugly Homosapien, and I will have- my revenge on you a hundredfold. You wait and see you perverted, ugly, disgusting Homosapien. You’re going to taste the revenge of this ultra handsome Angelo Ian Diano. I’ll make sure that you would beg for forgiveness for stealing my first kiss and for molesting my precious; lips.”

I brought it up again and I’m not stopping until he gives me his name. “I’m Angelo.”