text — un: joe

[malta]

[ attached is a very tacky bathroom mirror selfie of nicky and joe: joe with one arm wrapped around nicky from behind, nicky's arms resting lightly overtop joe's, hands linked, tee shirt bunched between their fingers; joe is leant over nicky's shoulder, kissing his cheek and, even from the side view of his grin smooshed against nicky's cheek, looking just completely besotted, it's honestly gross and they should be stopped. if nicky's cheeks are tinged pink it is clearly because joe accosted him after his shower and he's still overheated. ]

HELLO MY FRIENDS MY HUSBAND IS HERE THIS IS NICKY YOU CAN THANK HIM FOR THE BAKLAVA IN THE KITCHEN THERE IS ENOUGH FOR EVERYONE SO DON'T LET ANDY EAT IT ALL

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[malta]

[ oh no, his brother. ]

That is what if was like for Nicolo and I, always together. This was the longest we've been apart.

[chrysology]

Yeah. It has been a while since I arrived here. But I don't know if he has missed me on his end. I hope not. But being here might mean I can fix things. Set things right.

[malta]

I hope you can and I will endeavor to do everything to make sure our missions succeed for your brother

[chrysology]

I'm working on it. Have been for years but. Hopefully. Taking the longer, harder way back home but he understands on why. Just gotta all do the best we can to fix things. Together.