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[vincent]

and it's not like me to hide behind a wall

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AND IT'S NOT LIKE ME TO FEAR THE FALL
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HOME SWEET HOME. new york city that is and vincent was back and here to stay. well, not really but he was gonna be here to visit family before he left for canada to film his movie. deep down, he always wanted to play a vampire and then on top of that he got to play a charming and sexy vampire. not that he considered himself sexy, i mean, he knew he was hot but he didn't go around calling himself sexy. but enough with that, he was on his way to his mother's house for some good old fashion home cooking. everyone, well not everyone but damn near the whole family that was in the new york area. aunts, uncles, grandparents, cousins, siblings, nieces and nephews - you name it, they were coming. yes, he felt the need to see his loved ones before he left the states to go to sweet ol' canadian soil. well, he wouldn't be alone he would have cash there to keep him company. cash was definitely his best friend, when ever he needed advice cash was usually the first person he would call. and cash would do his best to help but...it was cash and it usually ended with cash making fun of him in some way. it didn't bother vince in the slightest, he rather enjoyed being picked on because it gave him the chance to dish it right back.

it was nice having someone who could handle vince's sense of humor and not take it to heart, like so many other people. "i told you before my grandparents...well my nana only speaks italian so, i get the lovely job of being your translator." he said with a mock of enjoyment. "everyone else speaks english, so you lucked out." vince never had a problem with translating for people, he actually enjoyed it because if his nana said something rude about the person they would never know and he would just lie and say she said something else. like when his friend greg came over once, his nana said the boy looked dirty and ugly and he told greg that she said he looked very clean and handsome. he tried his hardest not to laugh at the situation and luckily he kept it to himself, even as his friend thanked his grandmother for her false kindness. cash wouldn't have a problem, at least vince hoped he didn't, he never knew with his nana. "no hitting on my cousins either." vince said as he pointed his finger at cash accusingly. vince let out a chuckle before he continued on towards his house.

damn it was really going to be nice to go home and see everyone, afterall he was a family man at heart. but not everyone needed to know that, especially cash and the rest of hollywood. though it would be pretty weird not to see nic for a little while. what the...what was he saying. vince was a bachelor and he needed to stop thinking about that girl, especially since she was banging and hanging out with cash. that was just fucked up in its own way. i mean sure, cash and vince weren't related but still - for all he knew she could have given him a blow job and then came up and kissed him and that would mean that his lips were basically on cash's you know what. ugh, stop it. vince shook his head slightly as if trying to get rid of the dirty and disturbing images in his head as he pulled into his driveway. "home sweet home" him exclaimed as he stepped out of the car. vince's mom had worked small jobs here and there, vince never knew what and he didn't want to know nor did he ask. but he was pretty sure she was doing something because he always got what he wanted, all he had to do was ask and he got it.

"well it looks like everyone isn't here yet and hopefully they don't show" he wouldn't mind having one dinner without the whole entire family for once but he knew that was highly unlikely. it wasn't long before vince was letting himself and cash inside the for once very quiet and very empty house. "MOM" he yelled rather distastefully as his eyes darted around the place. it was exactly as it had always been. "LAUREN" he yelled again and positive that he would get a response out of her. he glanced back at cash before he threw his keys on the table top next to the door. "you suck at people skills" he mumbled as he began to shuffle around unpatiently. "you just suck in general" he heard her reply which brought his head to snap up towards the staircase. "it's about fucking time" he mumbled as he walked over towards her and pulled her into a big hug. no matter how much he denied it, he was a momma's boy - maybe it had something to do with that he didn't have his dad around or something who knows. pulling away from her he nodded his head towards cash and introduced him. "and this is cash, he's part of my entourage" he joked. though his chuckle died down as he stared back and forth from his mom to cash, she had the weirdest look on her face. "mom?" he nudged her as he stared down at her.

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MUSIC PLAYING: MONEY TO BLOW BY BIRDMAN AND OTHERS
THIS IS TAGGED: THIS POST BELONGS TO CASH, OBV.
STATUS OF POST: WHAT THIS POST IS, IS FINISHED
THE NOTES: THIS WAS CRAPPY..TOLD YOU.
THE WORDS: NINE HUNDRED AND TEN
THE OUTFIT: THE OUTFIT HE IS WEARING RIGHT NOW
BANNER HERE: GET ONE LATER, MAYBE IDK...YEAH NOO
THREAD TEMPLATE: GOES TO BRIE'S SONG?! AT CAUTION
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[erica]

i could really use a wish right now

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Ah Cash couldn’t even remember the last time he’d been in New York. It has been much too long, that was for sure. So when Vince had suggested they go and hang out with the Gambino family, Cash was all aboard. Even if they’d lived in some stupid place like Jersey, Cash would’ve gone anyway. Vince was his closest friend after all, probably the only friend Cash could talk to for just about anything. Cash wasn’t the type of guy who got especially close to another. Most of his friends were surfaced, only getting as deep as going out to a club and making a bit of small talk or hitting on women. Vince was different though. They’ve known each other since they were little kids and for the most part, they grew up together. They shared a special bond that of course was never talked about so deeply out loud, that Cash truly cherished even though to other’s they seemed to argue an awful lot. So off to New York they went. Judging by what Vince had told him earlier about his family, Cash was most interested in meeting his nana. By what he said, she seemed interesting and entertaining, even though she only spoke Italian and would most likely be making fun of him the whole time they were there. And of course, Cash hadn’t actually brushed up on his Italian so he would have to just settle with being clueless. He couldn’t count on Vince to translate worth shit. Cash knew Vince all too well to expect him to tell him the truth about what his nana says about him. Then again, Cash hoped that if she actually ended up saying something fairly nice to him, Vince would be truthful. But there was no sense in hoping, considering the woman probably wouldn’t like him anyway.

Your excitement is inspiring, he commented sarcastically. Cash was glad though, that the rest of Vince’s family spoke English. It had been frustrating enough throughout the time he’d lived in Italy when he couldn’t understand the majority of the people. But being cooped up in a house full of Italians…all speaking Italian definitely would’ve gotten nerve racking. I still should’ve brought an Italian dictionary. Just ‘cause the rest of your family speaks English doesn’t mean they will, he said, his eyes narrowing suspiciously at his friend, silently accusing Vince of conspiring with his family to make him feel stupid by speaking only in Italian to each other. Granted that would be a pretty amusing prank, though it would probably ‘cause Cash to walk out of the house just the way he came. There was just something about not knowing what someone was saying that bugged him. He wouldn’t be able to handle being surrounded by conversations he couldn’t add to or understand. Cash smirked, lifting his hands in defense. I can’t promise anything, sorry, he replied, chuckling lightly. But on a serious note, Cash would probably end up hitting on at least one of his cousins tonight. Why not? It would be funny, just to get some kind of reaction out of Vince. Besides, Cash couldn’t help it if his cousins just happened to flirt with him first. Out of common courtesy, Cash would have no choice but to flirt right back.

Cash had never been much of a family guy. Understandable though, right? He didn’t have a family, not in his eyes. His dad was far from family, always being away on some business trip or sulking around the house with a never ending supply of alcohol. That was the reason Cash moved to L.A. in the first place, to get away from his dad. He was sick of taking care of the old man when he came home drunk from some bar, or passed out in his room. Cash left those duties to the nanny and got the hell out of there as fast as he could. He of course hadn’t told his dad that he was in town either. Cash didn’t plan on stopping by. He had no reason to, really. Vince was the closest thing he had to family, and that was good enough for Cash. When they pulled into the driveway, Cash smiled slightly while stepping out of the car. It’s good to be back in New York, he said. It was an honest statement. Cash had forgotten how great the Big Apple was and this was a pretty good reminder. The fact that he was here and about to eat a nice home-cooked meal made the visit even better too. Cash chuckled lightly at Vince. How loving of you, he muttered, stepping inside and closing the door behind him. Cash was slightly disappointed that none of the family had arrived yet. He was looking forward to meeting them. Italians were probably the funniest people to be around, and Cash imagined a whole family of them would be quite entertaining, especially since it was Vince’s family.

Slipping his hands into the pockets of his jeans, Cash glanced around the house, what part he was able to see anyway, as Vince called out to his mom. When she finally responded, Cash offered a light snort. They were like twins. He could tell where Vince got his wit from. Cash looked up the staircase as Vince went up to give her a hug. Cash’s eyes narrowed at the boy. Please, we all know you’re my pack mule, he joked in return, chuckling as well. He offered an awkward half salute, half-wave thing as Vince’s mother stared at him with an awfully weird expression on her face. Feeling uncomfortable, Cash fidgeted a bit, his hands running over the various objects in his pockets. Am I that good looking? he joked, offering an awkward chuckle. It soon died turning into Cash clearing his throat as a hand lifted to scratch the back of his neck. Cash couldn’t help but wonder if there was something on his face or something, or if this was some kind of cruel joke that she pulled on new guests.

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TAGGED FOR VINCE GAMBINO/ALEXA. THIS POST IS COMPLETE WITH A RESOUNDING 1,013 WORDS. CASH IS LOOKING MIGHTY FINE TODAY. THIS TEMPLATE WAS MADE BY THE PWNFUL ERICA. OH HEY LISTEN UP, I GOT SHIT TO SAY YEAAAAAH.
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[vincent]

and it's not like me to hide behind a wall

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AND IT'S NOT LIKE ME TO FEAR THE FALL
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vince sent cash a shocked expression as he was being eyed suspisciously. "what are you trying to say" he exclaimed, playing into the denial and shocked ordeal quite well. "would i do something like that to you?" he then shook his head in disappointment and disbelief as he turned his attention bac towards the road. "i was in boy scouts for christ sakes" alright, it wasn't long before vince was laughing at himself and the situation. cash did know him way too well because that would exactly be something he would do. jeez, he needed to stop hanging around him so much otherwise none of his glorious plots would work at all. as he heard cash speak, he shook his head and chuckled even more. "that wouldn't help you anyway, it would be impossible for you to keep up" he stated. he would be too busy trying to find one word and by the time he found it they would probably be on a whole different subject or something. "i told you i'd translate..." he added. last thing he needed was trying to explain to his aunts and uncles that the reason why their daughter slept with a friend of a family. and that their daughter wasn't as innocent as she claimed to be.

he didn't want that job so cash keeping it in his pants was a helluva good idea. "oh you are so gonna promise me that." he said with a firm nod. "last thing i want to do is find out that they're fishing for your body on the news" he said half joking and half serious. strange things went on in the gambino family, certain things that he didn't want or need to know obviously. did anyone ever think it was odd for him to use a whole different name in the industry? well when his mom came to him and asked him to do it, he had asked her why and she never told him. when it came to vincenzo's mom, she was a secretive woman. never told you more than what you needed to know which was possibly a good thing and also a sucky thing. he hated knowing things only halfway and wanted to know the full thing but no. she wouldn't spill. family was a huge role in his life and it was probably the only thing that kept him sane at times. he realized that some people didn't have that luxury so it wasn't odd that when he helped someone out, he helped them out as if they were apart of his family.

clearly vince wasn't a saint but he still had some good in him and liked to show it every once in awhile. hell yeah it was good to be back in new york, there was no place like it anywhere else in the world. "hell yeah it does, im not gonna wanna leave after this" he groaned. though he would probably change his mind when his family started showing up and all the loud talking and bashing began. ugh, he was torn between the two feelings about his family but to outsiders, they were the funniest bunch. "you see this face, how could i be a pack mule" he muttered. he began to look around once more wondering where the hell was his baby brother johnny. but that was put on hold when he saw his mom was playing star stuck statue with cash. "hey mom, you okay?" he asked again as he gave her a little shake. that seemed to snap her out of it. yea i am, sorry about that..im lauren" instead of shaking a head like a normal person the women of the corozzo/gambino family went for hugs. bunch of sluts they were, no, just kidding but not really.

vince stared at his mother from behind with a bizarre look on his face as she hugged cash. what the hell was all that about? "you just looked like dan-...and old friend of mine. listen why don't you two go into the kitchen while i go and see what's keeping everyone"

[/color] she didn't even wait for them to do or say anything as she rushed it up the stairs and back to her room. when he heard the door close he stared at cash for a minute before leading the way towards the kitchen. "god, you are seriously ugly, cash" he joked. that whole situation was the weirdest that he had ever seen his mother in. hopefully whatever it was it wouldn't keep her like that all day otherwise he was gonna have to ask what's up and he really didn't want to. "last time i bring you around here..." he stated as he walked into the kitchen and already got a whiff of what was to be served. lots and lots of pasta. yes, sweet jesus. he went into the fridge and pulled out two beers, casually handing one to cash before he opened his own and took a drink. "she's not usually like that...sorry" he said with a slight shrug and shake of his head. [/size][/justify][/blockquote][/font]

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MUSIC PLAYING: MONEY TO BLOW BY BIRDMAN AND OTHERS
THIS IS TAGGED: THIS POST BELONGS TO CASH, OBV.
STATUS OF POST: WHAT THIS POST IS, IS FINISHED
THE NOTES: GIRLICIOUS....I LIKE THEM...THEY'RE HAWT.
THE WORDS: EIGHT HUNDRED AND FIFTY FIVE
THE OUTFIT: THE OUTFIT HE IS WEARING RIGHT NOW
BANNER HERE: GET ONE LATER, MAYBE IDK...YEAH NOO
THREAD TEMPLATE: GOES TO BRIE'S SONG?! AT CAUTION
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[erica]

i could really use a wish right now

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Scoffing lightly at Vince’s shocked expression; Cash had an idea that the act wasn’t exactly real. It was true, Cash knew Vince very well and he could tell when he was being real with him. This was not one of those times, though he would have to admit it was a pretty good act. Had Vince been a total stranger to Cash, he probably would’ve believed it. Boy scouts, huh? he questioned sarcastically, just waiting for Vince to crack. He couldn’t keep this act up for long, that was for sure and when he began to laugh, Cash joined right in. Yeah see, you know you would do something like that. Scouts honor, he said in between laughs, throwing up his right hand as if he were making an oath. Calming down, Cash gave a good thought about Vince’s next statement. He nodded his head slightly from side to side, as if weighing out the possibilities of him actually putting a translation book to use in a real conversation. Alright, so it would’ve been hard, but at least he’d have something there to give him an idea of what people were saying. That way he wouldn’t just have Vince’s shady translations. It would almost be like closure for Cash, just looking up some key words of the conversation to make sure that Vince wasn’t pulling his leg. I know you did. I just don’t trust you. At all, he joked, eyes narrowing once more as he cracked a smile. Not entirely true though. There were times that Cash felt completely comfortable in putting trust in Vince for things that were a bit more serious than some translations from Italian to English. They were extremely close after all, and without some kind of trust in each other their friendship probably wouldn’t work out the way it did.

Cash lifted a brow. You’re kidding, right? he questioned, chuckling lightly. Oh he wouldn’t go as far as to actually sleep with one of Vince’s cousins, which might be a little weird. But shameless flirting would most likely happen and maybe, since Cash is so good looking and the cousins might not be able to resist, a few make-out sessions here and there. Nothing too serious, right? Oh come on, I won’t sleep with your cousins. Besides, with your genes, I might not even want too, he joked, smirking slightly. So hopefully, he wouldn’t have to worry about one of the Gambinos coming after him for corrupting a member of the family. Cash knew that Vince’s family was a little less than normal. They were a typical Italian family after all, which was not necessarily a bad thing, but Cash figured there were things going on that he or Vince had no idea about. He’d always wondered why Vince had completely changed his name as far as stage names go, but he never asked about it. That didn’t keep him from teasing the boy about it though because Corey, to Cash, was a gay ass name. So every now and then, Cash would let the name slip and call Vince by his stage name, just to poke fun. Why? Because it was fun, and Cash found much enjoyment in making fun of Vince in any way possible. Of course, it was never anything serious and Vince knew that. It was just how their friendship worked. They made fun of each other constantly and it was all in good fun.

Cash couldn’t agree more with Vince. It would be hard to leave for Canada after this, but that just meant they would have to visit a little more often. He could use a break from L.A. every now and then that was for sure and it was nice coming back to his home city. I hear you, man, he agreed, nodding slightly. Though his thoughts of not wanting to leave were interrupted by Vince’s comment, at which Cash chuckled openly. Oh you’re right, that face was meant to be on a postage stamp, he said sarcastically with a playful roll of his eyes. But the jokes quickly ceased when Vince had to ask his mother if she was alright and Cash awkwardly glanced around the house, avoiding Lauren’s eyes. There was nothing more awkward than being stared at as if he had five heads, and Cash absolutely hated awkward moments such as this. Luckily, it didn’t last long, well at least the awkward silence didn’t last long. She soon introduced herself, and his eyes were redirected towards her. Cash had expected something along the lines of a handshake, so when his outstretched was ignored and replaced with a full-on hug, he was slightly taken aback. It’s nice to meet you…I’m..Cash, he muttered as he awkwardly hugged her back. When he pulled away and she began to speak again, though abruptly reworded her statement, Cash’s eyebrows furrowed slightly. It almost sounded as if she was going to say…Nah, probably not. He opened his mouth to respond, but she had suddenly turned and rushed back upstairs. Cash was left dumbstruck, standing there with his mouth half open like some idiot. He turned to follow Vince after a moment, chuckling lightly at his joke. Har har, you’re hilarious, he said, taking the beer from him. Yeah…That was…really weird. I wonder what she was going to say, he mused, opening the beer and taking a swig.

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TAGGED FOR VINCE GAMBINO/ALEXA. THIS POST IS COMPLETE WITH A RESOUNDING 897 WORDS. CASH IS LOOKING MIGHTY FINE TODAY. THIS TEMPLATE WAS MADE BY THE PWNFUL ERICA. OH HEY LISTEN UP, I GOT SHIT TO SAY BYE BYE BYE BYE BYE –dances-
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