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[sub][color=aquamarine]LOCATION[/color] — [color=aquamarine]In some chick's place --> Horton Home --> Salem Hospital[/color]
[color=aquamarine]INTERACTING WITH[/color] — [color=aquamarine]Grant Horton, Jessica Horton [@SpicyMeatball][/color]
[color=aquamarine]MENTIONS[/color] — [color=aquamarine]Elliot Horton, Olivia Horton[/color]
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A thud, a shriek, and the sound of a generic ringtone rang in Lorenzo's ears. Mostly because he had fallen off the bed and had made a half-assed attempt at grabbing something to prevent his fall. Not that he had grabbed anything that could have helped, as the blanket slipped off the bed with him and he went crashing onto the floor. The back of his head ached something fierce as he sat up, the ringing finally coming to a halt. A mess of blonde hair poked over the edge of the bed, a sly smile on the [url=https://i.pinimg.com/originals/6d/b1/3c/6db13cc1b1ccc9cbd623b282538314e5.jpg]woman's[/url] face as she watched Lorenzo stand up. He shivered, the previous night's events slowly coming to light as he watched his naked lay look up at him with a pair of gorgeous hazel eyes.

"Rise and shine," She purred, propping herself on her elbows. 

Carefully dropping down to his knees, he shuffled his way to her, inspecting her face. "[color=aquamarine]Just so you know, that was not the wake up call I was expecting, Miss Natasha[/color]" He informed her of his disappointment, jumping back up to his feet.

He heard her laugh as he wandered into her bathroom, and after a moment of washing up, he went back to her room and began searching for his clothes. There was no avoiding her eyes on him, and while the thought of a morning bang was tempting, he had somewhere to be. Once he found his pants, he felt Natasha press herself against his back, and decided to give her his attention.

So of course the pants never came on and twenty minutes later he was searching for the rest of his clothes.

"[color=aquamarine]What is with you throwing my clothes everywhere?[/color]" Lorenzo whined as he pulled his shirt out from under the bed.

"Because you look better without them," Natasha grinned, though she had wrapped her blanket around herself. "I'm surprised you stayed the night, you don't mind the walk of shame?"

Actually, he hadn't gotten a solid amount of sleep in about four days so he had just passed out once he hit it. But that wasn't something he was going to admit right now and he also really needed to get going, so he just flashed her a trademark Castillo Cosmetic Lorenzo™ smile. "[color=aquamarine]No shame in getting to spend the night with you,[/color]" He stated, giving her a wink as he pocketed his phone and wallet.

She giggled, as they always do, and with a few parting words, Lorenzo zipped out of the apartment. Exhaling deeply, his step definitely had a skip to it as he walked over to his car. He let out a yawn as he drove off in the company lease's Infiniti Q60 he had for publicity purposes. Getting paid to look good was a literal dream come true for him: fame, beautiful women, the money was good, and admittedly finally finding products for his sensitive skin was amazing. Things were great for him at this moment, and he was enjoying every minute. It was corny, yeah, but after being stuck in school for so long he figured it was about time that things started to look up for him.

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[i][color=darkorchid]I swear to God, he's completely fucking [b]useless[/b][/color][/i].

An irritable man was signing his life away, his pen skating across multiple clipboards as the finishing touches of the party were set. The place was a mess of people as each decoration was put in place, several lugging food and drink across the place, others making sure the electrical was all set for the speaker system. Everything was coming to life, the place beautifully set. As a majority of the helpers were leaving, Grant let out a groan. How the hell did he get stuck doing everything? Well, that wasn't entirely true--Olivia had gotten her share of the work done, though he had no idea where she was now. He wished Elliot was around; he was way more reliable than good-for-nothing Lorenzo.

As the sound of an all too familiar engine roared through the air, Grant let out an irritated huff. Turning towards the source, he gave Lorenzo a scowl as his older brother sauntered out of his car, waving his arms around like a maniac. Lorenzo had that same stupid grin as usual, carefree and jovial. Normally Grant would just ignore it and go about his day, but he was too pissed at his irresponsible brother to not say anything. 

"[color=aquamarine]Aw, come on, don't look at me like that,[/color]" Lorenzo whined, finally dropping his arms. "[color=aquamarine]I'm here, aren't I?[/color]"

Grant opened his mouth to respond, though he decided to focus his frustration before letting his older brother have it. "[color=darkorchid]You're here [i]now[/i]. I needed you [i]hours[/i] ago,[/color]" He snapped.

Lorenzo pouted, though he held up his finger as his phone beeped. Grant was about to say something when his own phone went off. As he checked his messages, he noticed it was Jessica. Lorenzo let out a yell that made Grant jump and nearly drop his phone. "[color=aquamarine]Jessie's in trouble![/color]" Lorenzo exclaimed, grabbing Grant by his shoulders. "[color=aquamarine]Yell at me later! I'M COMING JESSIE![/color]" He yelled at no one in particular as he immediately ran off, sprinting to his car.

"[color=darkorchid]What--LORENZO![/color]" Grant shouted, but Lorenzo had jumped into his car and sped off.

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