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Marcus Giovanni Moretti

""I came. I saw. I conquered."

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a character in “A Different Life”, as played by paokikipao

Description




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"I came. I saw. I conquered."




Basics




ImageFull Name:
Marcus Giovanni Moretti

Nickname:
Mark, Gio

Gender:
Male

Age:
23

Sexual Orientation:
Heterosexual

Occupation:
Male model and actor




Skin-Deep




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Hair Color:
Brown

Eye Color:
Green

Height:
6'2"

Weight:

Tattoos:
'Trust your struggle' tattoo on his close to his collarbone.

Piercings:
None

Scars:
He has a cigarette burn in her upper left shoulder (caused by his father back in his old days)

Character Color:
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Description:
There is no point in denying it, Marcus likes looking as best as he can. He often wears formal clothing, but if it were up to him he would probably go for black leather jacket, a white tee and black jeans. Honest being, he doesn't have to try that hard to look handsome, even when his hair is most rebellious on the mornings. He's well-build and is not what one would call particular skinny and he's not ashamed to say that he's proud of his own looks.




For Better Or For Worse




Personality:
{Cold, Distant, Indifferent, Serious, Old-Fashioned, Romantic, Passionate}
Often times people think of him as cold and distant, when in truth he's simply indifferent to other people. He's somewhat lost interest in people as he was several times let down by what he used to call friends. Because his family was very rich, people took advantage of that and would only hang out with him out of interest. Besides his friend Mike, Marcus doesn't get along that well with people, either him being indifferent or simply uninterested. He can be serious when it comes to his approach in life, he doesn't believe in taking things half-heatedly, for the same reason he's passionate when it comes to things that are important to him.
When it comes to love, he's old-fashioned, he is the type of guy that will open the door for you, buy you flowers and do mushy gushy stuff for the girl he loves, he's the type of guy that would rather have his ribcage broke than to to see a broken finger on his girl. He can be very romantic when he wants to, and he will rarely, if ever, fool around when it comes to dating. Although he can be cold to some girls, to those girls he is serious about he will do anything for them and become much more warmer.

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Hobbies:
➢Taking pictures
➢Reading
➢Working out
➢Eating, (he eats a lot, explains the previous hobby too)

Habits:
✤ Sometimes he thinks out loud (A habit he wholeheartedly wants to quit)

Oddities:

Likes/Loves:
Running in the mornings
Long walks in the beach/Running in the beach (cliche-ish but true)
Interesting scripts
Fans
Homemade food
Old-customs (some)
Long meaningful conversations
Long meaningless conversations (depends on the person he's talking with)
Loyalty
Keeping his word

Dislikes/Hates:
Gold diggers
Criticism
Misunderstandings
Boredom (in any way)
Breaking promises
Nosy people
Anti-fans
Liars
Being told what to do
Pressure
Waiting in lines
Fakes




Stuff You Shouldn't know...




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Strengths and Weaknesses

Character Skills/Talents:
  • He can easily tell when people are lying
Character Flaws/Weaknesses:
  • Sometimes he takes things too seriously
  • Overprotective over the ones he loves

Secrets:
~He used to date the director of his first movie, a much older female, while he was still underage.

Fears/Phobias:
~That the media will find out about him dating his director
~Paparazzi
~Never falling in love again
~Dying
~Becoming his dad (when he was a gambler and a smoker)




Looking Back At The Years...




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Biography

Birthday:

History:
Marcus childhood was far from normal, or at least far from what Marcus thought woud be a normal childhood. His father was a drunken man that would always gamble, no matter how big or small, the income that he earned. His mother was a hardworking beautiful woman that worked hard to sustain herself and her daughter and two sons. She and her family had emigrated from Italy when she was still a baby, luckily, they had relatives in the States, they helped them at their times of need, and they stayed with them for as long as they could.

His parents meet in winter, his mother was a young waitress at a local family restaurant that served Italian food, that her family had managed to build throughout the years, and his father was a young man that has barely graduated with a degree on mechanical engineering. They said it was true love at first sight, and that things hit off right away.His mother got pregnant with his eldest son, William. At first their marriage was lively and things seemed to be going great for the young couple, they both married before her mother started showing her belly and they received blessings from both sides of the families.
When William was barely two years, his mother got pregnant again with another boy, Marcus. His father trying to provide for his family and the new addition was on a job hunt for a better job. He renounced his previous job dreaming to find a successful position in what he had majored on, however he was faced with disappointment as no one would hire him. Unable to find a job with the decaying economy and started working at his wives family restaurant. Frustrated at his life and as his job, that he considered unsuccessful and unfulfilling, he started gambling. He was also a stress smoker which only worsen the situation.

Even though the often fought, and they were constantly arguing, they still loved each other. When Marcus was almost 6 years old, his younger sister Milla was borned. Years passed and his father seemed to overcome his problem with gambling and his smoking addiction. The family seemed to be doing well off, the family restaurant was most successful and their Italian food had been recognized by various food critics.

William was a most troublesome and rebellious child during his teen years, often getting scolded by her mother and father. He would get into fights, he took drugs, he would stay days out of the house. He got his girlfriend pregnant when he was just 18, and he also started working at the family restaurant for his soon to be new family, unable to pursue his dream of going on tour with his band, for the first time in his life he took responsibility for his actions. Marcus seeing the reckless way that his brother lived, he promised himself that he would never allow himself to become his brother, instead he wanted to live his life without regrets and without having to forfeit his dreams and future goals, of course deep inside he still wanted to have fun. It was during his high school years that he meet someone who reminded him of his brother, his name was Michael. During their Sophomore years they became most closest, Mike was reckless and cheerful, and he gave big amusement to Marcus. Because his brother had dramatically change as he became a young father, Marcus missed the reckless and cheerful behavior that now Mike seemed to have in big amounts. Mike would often fool around, while Mike was more reserved and far more serious. It was a strange combination really but somehow it seemed to work for the best. Mike remembered Marcus that he was still young and that he needed to loosen up while Marcus kept Mike on the line from doing something stupid. In truth, Marcus did not want his best friend to struggle in life as his dad and as his brother had.

Marcus also meet Emily during high school, he knew that Mike and Emily were best friends since they were very young. During that time, Marcus also started modeling for a small clothing line, he wasn't making much, but something was better than nothing, besides he was still in high school how much money could he possibly need? At the same time, he also meet more friends, even though he was not well known for being 'friendly', suddenly more people started hanging out with him and Mike. Because of the money that his family were making, and because they were now wealthy Marcus would always treat his friends and he would often pay for everyone. It wasn't until later on when he overheard some guy from the group that they were only using him all along.

Because of it, Marcus became even more serious and found it hard to trust others easily. Of course, he knew that people could be loyal and honest, like his best friend Mike, but that didn't mean that he would trust everyone. (More TBA)
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Anything Else
Marcus resented his father for not supporting and not disciplining William leading him to abandon his dreams, so he changed his last name to his mother's.




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OOC
Password: Daebak!
How often can you get online? Multiple times throughout the day. (Most Times)
How often can we expect you to be able to post?:At least once every two days. (Most likely Earlier).

So begins...

Marcus Giovanni Moretti's Story

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As soon as Emily opened her eyes, she pinched herself again trying to figure out if she had dreamed everything that had happened to her for the last month. She remembered getting up early and, as always, getting ready for school doing her regular morning routine when she had exams. She tried being quiet as her roommate was still asleep, while looking for something to wear, she decided to dress comfortably, instead of heels some flats. She bought herself a coffee from Starbucks and she bought a doughnut at the cafeteria that she worked in. She had already memorized the whole content but she couldn't be at ease, not if she wanted to keep up with her scholarship, so instead she kept studying while she waited for the test to start.

As usual, as she and her friends made the tradition, they had bought another bunch of lottery tickets. She had kept some of the tickets with her as she had been one of the first who came with the idea and even though it was impossible she thought that maybe one day they would hit it big. Of course, some of her friends were not as optimistic and considered the whole thing as their private joke, which at times Emily did too, but that didn't stop them from buying tickets. All of them had different lives, that much was obvious, and there were times where they had grown somewhat apart. Yes, it was true that their friendship would always stay strong, but that didn't mean that life had gotten in the way.

All problems seemed to disappear as Emily connected the dots, more like the numbers. She was just about to take her final on advanced physics when she decided to check the lottery numbers, as a lucky charm, she read the numbers on her telephone screen and read them out loud. One by one, the numbers matched the ones in the ticket. In shock and unable to contain herself she got up screaming like a madwoman, tears of joy overflowing and a smile that she couldn't contain. She called the girls immediately each and everyone, not willing to tell them on the phone as maybe they wouldn't believed her, though she would never lie especially not about something as important. At the end she told the girls, still in tears, still hoping that their promise of traveling around the world remained intact as when they first made it.

- 1 Month Later -

Emily woke up from her daydream of what had happened just a month before and still couldn't believe that they had gone to Italy, Verona, everything was just like a dream come true. It had always been a dream of Emily's to travel somewhere else than a 3-4 hours drive from home, and now that she was here she only wished that she and her sister would have won the lottery sooner. "We are really here!" she said excitedly to the girls with a big smile. They had just gotten out of the cab as they arrived to the hotel, "La Rosa sul fiume Hotel". In one of the cabs there was Mike, Marcus, Christy & Maggie, while Emily, Danielle, Ashlyn & Jayson had taken another cab. They had all agreed to meet up at the hotel to leave all their luggage and then eat something, but neither the guys or the remaining girls were nowhere to be found.

"Where are u?! We're already at the hotel" Emily texted Mike before she turned her eyes away to see the hotel once again. The pictures of the hotel on her cellphone did not even by the slightest compared to what she could see, everywhere she turned her eyes there was a lot of green from the garden to the beautiful flowers that surrounded everywhere she turned her eyes to, it all seemed very... 'romantic' on Emily's eyes.

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Marcus tagged along when Mike invited him to Italy, he had saved enough money as he planned to buy a new car but at the end going on a trip seemed much better. Besides, he was comfortable around with most of the girls, he knew Emily well through Mike, and he had talked a couple times with Christine. He had just finished a photo shoot and the new movie project he had would not start until months later so he had free time. He had barely told his parents about his plans on leaving for Italy on vacations when he left with Mike and the girls, after all he didn't want to bring his younger sister and didn't want them to worry themselves unnecessarily.

Marcus didn't say a word on the way to the hotel, he kept starring outside his window out in the city. 'so this is where she lived?' he wondered remembering his mother. It wasn't until he noticed that they had already taken more than fifty minutes on the cab, being the cautious person that he was he knew before they had arrived that the hotel was no longer than 30 minutes from the airport. They were all crammed up in the cab, and he was sitting too close next to Christy, Maggie on her left, and Mike was at the other side of the door. He didn't say anything, so instead he talked to the cab driver.

He made a cough-like-noise trying to make himself noticed, "Excuse me? Are you sure this is the way to the hotel?" but the man kept on driving ignoring his every words or simply not understanding a thing he was saying. "si" the man said in Italian with a whole bunch of words that Marcus did not seem to understand whatsoever."La Rosa sul fiume? Marcus asked again, the man smiled and kept on driving. Everyone unaware for the moment that the cab driver was driving the longest way in an attempt to charge them more.

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When Maggie found out about her new fortune she was shocked, like all the other girls... but unlike some, she was determined to be a whole new version of herself. She would no longer be the scrub-wearing, messy-bun nurse. Whoa, no. She would be the beautiful, stylish, and free billionaire. Her first instinct was to get a thousand one dollar bills and swim in a bed of cash, but she resisted. With a little gentle convincing from Dani, she restrained herself and settled for a day at the spa. It was agonizing for her to wait four weeks, and the days drug by. As Dani had said, she refrained from telling anyone at work about her new funds and remained in her mundane routine. It was torture. Then, the day finally came.

The re-reunion with the sisterhood was wonderful. She had really missed them. It was when he walked up, coming back from grabbing a drink at one of the many airport restaurants, that her world stopped. Mike looked so mellow. He always looked so mellow. Memories from three years ago flashed through her mind, locking up her heart and twisting her insides. Was he coming on the trip with them? He had his backpack slung nonchalantly over his shoulder. Yes. He was going to be going to Italy with them. With her. Could her luck get any better? And then, the world started moving again. He finished walking up to the group and grinned over at Danielle, totally consumed by her quiet beauty. He didn't even notice her. It was like high school all over again. "Hey stranger," she chirped, throwing her winning smile. She got a small nod a light, friendly wave, and a 'Oh, hey Mags!' It was like he had grabbed a fish and slapped her with it. She opted to sit next to Christy on the flight, miserable and excited all at the same time.

It was on the flight over that Mags was filled in on the last three years, and exactly what her high school sweetheart had been up to. Christy-- was pretty much what he had been up. She would have been mad, but Christy was her best friend and after all-- it had been years since she'd seen him. She decided to laugh it off, and pretend she didn't care, but Christy would know better. After all, sometimes Maggie thought she knew her more than she knew herself.

Once they landed the group was split up, a necessity given the number of people they had. Maggie waved off Emily and the others and piled into the cab with Christy and the boys. Under any other circumstances, it would have been her lucky day to get put in the group with Mike... but now that she was up to speed; to made her stomach turn over. That didn't last long. The city of Verona had taken her broken heart and swept it up, and tossed the pieces to the wind. Like a seesaw, Maggie was on an up again, and was soaring along with her hopes and dreams for the trip. "Isn't it beautiful, Christy?" She nearly plastered herself against the cab window, leaning over whoever was in her way. "It's official-- I'm moving here. Live with me, Christy?" She flashed a grin over at her best friend, knowing that she wasn't serious. Now that she was rich; she'd never have to live anywhere ever again. She could live everywhere! The world would be her backyard. Her blue hues were alight with all the possibilities that the beautiful city flashing by her had to offer.

It was some time into the cab ride that she had lost her enthusiasm again, and was beginning to dip down again. "How much longer? For Christ's sake, how far away is this fucking hotel?" She had snapped. She crawled over to the front of the cab and slammed her fist against the metal grating that separated [luckily] her from the driver. "Excuse me? Are you sure this is the way to the hotel?" Marcus asked from the back. Maggie huffed and slammed back down into a seat, fuming. Bless you, Marcus, bless you and your infinite patience, she thought to herself with a sigh. "Si." "For fucks sake..." "La Rosa sul fiume?" "That's it. PULL OVER. Let me the hell out of this cab. NOW," her top was blown. She slammed her palm into the grate to put emphasis onto her words. The cabbie started stumbling on about something in Italian, which only made her ever more irritated. "Someone tell him to pull over, or so help me God," she growled, unbuckling her belt again.

The cab came to a sudden halt and Maggie climbed over everyone to be the first to get out, taking a deep breath of air. The cabbie was raging in Italian now, gesturing to her and then the road. Maggie rolled her eyes and sighed deeply, her lungs instantly filled with the smell of fresh pastries. "C'mon, guys. Let's just fucking walk to the hotel. It's a beautiful day; we can't be that far we've been in that cab for God-knows-how-long! Please? Christy?" Her blue puppy dog hues went to her best friend, begging her to join her side despite the bitchfit she was throwing. So, maybe she was a bit of a princess sometimes but... well-- she was a billionaire. If she wanted to walk to the hotel; she'd walk to the hotel or pay a private plane to land in the street and take her there. A small smile tugged at her lips, willing Christy to join her in her daring decision. "Adventure is out there!"


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❝We should all start to live before we get too old.❞ ~ Marilyn Monroe



It was the last time. At least, that's what they'd agreed the morning of their flight to Italy. They both seemed to have a habit of say that though, both knowing the other's weaknesses made it hard to stop. Feeling wanted was sweeter than the taste of each other's lips. It seemed to always hurt more than it helped, if it helped anything at all. It's often just enough to be with someone. Not even needing to touch them. Not even talk. A feeling passes between both. They're not alone. And that was very powerful for the two who'd yet to feel a love that lasted. The morning was how it'd always been, Christy made breakfast and Mike watched her move back and forth around her apartment's kitchen. He relaxed at the table, and stayed quiet. There was always a beauty or elegance in the way the blonde moved, her subtle shifts and tilts of her long legs or curving her body into a new position. The usually talkative boy often found himself in awe of the beautiful creature he called one of his best friends. Though he cared for her deeply, their relationship consisted of lust and close friendship. Romance wasn't in the mix, and they both knew this.
Christy slid a plate across the table filled with pancakes, bacon, eggs, toast, and potatoes. Mike's eyes lit up, and her looked up at her with his classically charming smile.
"You know a way to a mans heart," he commented, and began to eat. She sat across from him, doing the same.
Both had already packed everything the night before, and Mike had spent the night after bringing his things over. They had a little less than an hour to get to the airport, giving them both time to get ready. After eating Mike took a shower, and Christy blow dried and styled her hair after taking her shower before he had. She'd picked out one of her favorite outfits to wear, on top of that it was one of Mike's favorite colors. It was a cute dress, with a matching Kate Spade purse, and brown gucci pumps to match her belt. The outfit came together nicely, and she began doing her make up as Mike returned from the bathroom. He was wearing an outfit that seemed to correspond with Christy's, and she sent him an intrigued look of amusement that he'd picked something so similar. He simply smiled slyly with a shrug, and they both laughed.
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At the airport there was a bit of a quick reunion, the two met up with their friends. Some they'd seen a week before, others years. There were hugs and kisses distributed, and many stories mentioned. The plane ride held most of the catching up, and many hours gave the friends time to talk. Mike spent most of his time talking to Marcus, who he'd seen somewhat recently, but he and his best friend could talk for awhile without getting bored. Christy the same, with her friend Maggie. The two gossiped and chatted about normal girl things, boys, clothes, and whatnot. It was sometime on the plane when Mike had gotten up that Christy confessed her hooking up with him. Mags laughed it off of course, but Christy could tell there was a hint of something else. Jealousy? She couldn't figure it out exactly, but she knew the fling bothered Maggie slightly. Christy had remembered that Maggie and Mike had a summer romance once in highschool, but it'd never occur to her Mags wouldn't be over it by now.

When the flight landed Christy still couldn't believe she'd been waiting tables a week ago. It was a sudden change, even when she knew she didn't need to work a minimum wage job ever again, the last few days of her job were normal. Mike bartending, her taking orders. As she stretched out her muscles, she couldn't help but let it sink in that she was done with all of it. Her legs still felt a bit numb from sitting in the same position, but she let the voice of her still excited best friend distract her attention.

Mike and Marcus continued to joke together, though from just a glance it'd seem as if Mike was trying to get a giggle out of an unhappy child. Marcus always seemed to look serious, but every now and then a small smile would slide by. The boys talked with a few of the other girls, Mike casually trying to talk to Danielle. She always seemed so perfect to him. She attracted his attention and pulled others around her closer, and left everyone hanging on her every word. At least in his mind. They were good friends of course, but in his eyes she'd always be his "what if" girl.
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Mike, Christy, Marc, and Mags all squished into the back of a cab, and began to drive what seemed like for hours. The sites were beautiful to look at, but after awhile the group grew restless. Maggie glued her eyes to the window, Mike doing the same, but occasionally talking with Marcus. After a while his mind took him to daydreaming about the adventures he'd have in this new country. Christy giggled along with Maggie's dreams about living in Italy, knowing she'd change her mind with every new place they traveled to. She hadn't really been paying attention to the cab driver at all until Marcus and Maggie began talking to the driver. She wasn't listening close enough to him speak to tell what'd he'd said in Italian, until Maggie started threatening to get out of the cab.

He was mumbling something about crazy american tourists, which made Christy frown. Asshole. She thought. She gesticulated for the words in Italian to stop the car, "A-...Accosta!" she exclaimed, forcing the cab driver to slam on the breaks. Maggie jumped out of the car in a spontaneous leap. Christy watched the driver began to rant, only picking up half the words he was saying because of his speed. Crazy... you... american... blonde... car... hotel... bitch... traffic... She gave up, considering he was ranting to himself from the sound of it.
"C'mon, guys. Let's just fucking walk to the hotel. It's a beautiful day; we can't be that far we've been in that cab for God-knows-how-long! Please? Christy?" the blonde girl pleaded, her face pouting a bit trying to will the three in the cab to get out.

Mike leaned over Marcus and Christy to speak more out of the door, "I say we go for it..." he suggested, "your Italian is good enough, Christy," he mentioned. She was still hesitant, and looked to Marcus for some kind of help. But from the situation, if the two crazies of the four wanted to do something they'd probably end up having to do it.

"Adventure is out there!" Mags exclaimed, trying to convince her to go for it. Christy sighed, but resentfully agreed. She slunk out of the cab, the boys following behind her. The cab driver seemed incredibly confused, and cursed a few more times in Italian before asking them what they were doing.
She thought of what to say to him, "Grazie..." she began, "ma non ci serve il vostro servizio." she tried to explain. He wasn't to happy, considering none of them made any effort to pay him.
Mike lifted up his phone, seeing that he had a text from Emily. "Hmm.. Looks like they've been at the hotel for awhile."
With that Christy realized the driver had tried to con them into giving him more money. So when they took their bags and the man held out his hand and expected one of them to pay, she stepped forward and spoke. "Tu ci truffati. Non stiamo pagando te, stronzo." she stated, acusing him and telling him they weren't going to pay him. At this he became angry, but the blonde girl shrugged and began to walk off. Laughing a bit, knowing whatever Christy said was probably rude and well deserved, Mike followed with her.

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Emily was still waiting for Mike's text when Dani asked, "any word?", to which Emily shook her head. Suddenly Dani giggled, "Here I am, worried about a dollar per text message, and I just experienced highway robbery for this cup of coffee", Emily laughed too as she was still too shocked about being a billionaire, she grabbed the coffee with a smile. She took a sip into the delicious coffee and felt ever grateful that her best friend knew exactly how she liked her coffee, deliciously & ridiculously sweet. She was about to say something when she noticed her starring at something, she was starring directly at a magazine stand, but more specifically at a cover in which an incredibly handsome Italian guy was the main focus. Suddenly Dani dropped the tray with her coffee and it fell to the ground. Emily knew something was off with her best friend but before she asked her anything she helped cleaning up some of the mess, suddenly some of the staff came quickly to help too. "Thank you" Emily said to the staff quickly.

Dani threw away whatever was left of her recently bought coffee and bread. When she came back she asked "How's the coffee, Em?", Emily smiled and let out a small smile, "It's the best I''ve had in a long time, but what was that all about?" she asked remembering how she had ogled the guy from the magazine. Before she said anything she asked the other girls if they had any news from the girls or the guys. But before they could say anything Emily's phone started ringing, she answered in the seconf time it rang seeing that the one who was calling now was Marcus, "Hello?" she fell silent for a moment as Marcus spoke to her in the phone. "Why? Wait, what happened...?" she asked but there was no answer, Marcus had already hanged up and the last thing she heard was the sound of and angry crowd and a loud traffic. She let out a sigh and turned her eyes to the girls. "It was Marcus, he said that we shouldn't wait for them and that they'll meet us later". In truth she was worried, but she didn't want to worry the girls more than she had to. "We should probably go ahead without them, he said they'll catch up to us" Emily said to the girls looking at everyone.

The rooms were almost all full and there were only standard double rooms left. Emily was obviously teaming up with Danielle, meanwhile Jayson with Ashlyn, Christy with Maggie, Marcus with Mike. All of the rooms were right next to each other. Finally, Emily told the girls, "I think we should go check our rooms first, besides I could really use a shower right now" she said with a smile, she starred at Dani seeing if she was going with her, seeing that they were on the same room. She also looked at Jayson and at Ashlyn seeing what they wanted to do.

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Marcus didn't say anything while Maggie did her little tantrum, he was also annoyed at the incompetence of the driver so he let her bent her anger out as she always did. It wasn't until Maggie unbuckled her seat-belt and was about to jump out of the freaking moving cab that he also ordered the cab driver to stop, but it didn't stop until Christy yelled "A-...Accosta!". The cab came to a stop and Marcus could already hear the traffic go insane at the unexpected and sudden stop. Maggie managed to get out first, and once she was out, she told everyone that they should take a walk. The cab driver cursing and mumbling things that Marcus couldn't quite understand, even though his mother emigrated from Italy and he was half Italian, Marcus Italian was close to non existent, 'I guess I should have listened to my mother when she wanted to teach me some Italian'.

"I say we go for it... " Marcus said before he turned to Christy, "your Italian is good enough, Christy," meanwhile she starred at Marcus looking for some kind of help. "Adventure is out there!" Maggie exclaimed and soon after Christy followed. Marcus inevitably followed too and hurried to grab the girls bags, knowing that their luggage would be anything but light, he gave a stare to Mike and he helped him too. He saw Mike and Christy following after Maggie, and then he turned his eyes to the cab driver now furious and curing at the top of his lungs. Marcus let out a sigh and quickly moved up to the driver's window and seeing how he had opened it to curse at them freely he grabbed his wallet paying him with Euros. He had payed him merely what he thought was fair, the exact money that he would have payed had he drove them straight to the hotel "take your fucking money and leave" he said furious realizing that he had tried to con them into giving him more money. Without saying anything the driver finally drove away and Marcus grabbed the bags again catching up with the group.

Marcus didn't say anything at first, he couldn't help but to feel annoyed at what just had happened. It was then when he remembered the rest of the group was waiting for them and he remembered hearing Mike's cell ring and he knew that it was no other than Emily. He reached for his phone and called her, "We'll take some time to get back to the hotel, something came up.... we'll meet you later." he said a bit annoyed and coldly before hanging up. As soon as he hanged up he grabbed the girl's bags, "since we're already on our way, we might as well get something to eat." he finally said eyeing a small restaurant that was nearby.


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At the mention of food, Maggie's eyes lit up. Now that she thought about it, she was nearly starving! Maybe that was why she was being so moody. She smiled to herself as she turned to help Marcus with her luggage. She was being moody because she was, well, moody. Not because she was hungry, but it made it sound better if she had that to blame it on. "Food sounds great, I'm starved," she sighed as she swatted Marcus away from her bag and insisted on lugging it herself. The zebra print suitcase had wheels, after all, so she could manage it easy enough. She hadn't seen a need to pack very heavily, after all- what was there that she couldn't just buy here, or anywhere for that matter. With a grin she laced her elbow with Christy's. "Seeing as you're the only one who can understand...anything being said around here, you're sticking with me," she grinned, glancing over her shoulder at the guys as she tugged her suitcase and Christy towards the lovely restaurant that Marcus had picked out.

The outside was a lovely burnt red color, with an adorable chalkboard sitting outside to display the day's specials. Of course, it was all in Italian, but the word 'Cafe`' sprawled in big cursive letters told her that Marcus was right- it was a restaurant. The idea of accidentally walking into someone's house, assuming it was a place to eat, briefly crossed her mind and caused her to laugh a little as they were greeted by the hostess. "How many?" She spoke English! Oh, praise be! "Four, please," Maggie responded, glancing to Christy with a smile. "You'll still read the menu to me, right?" It wasn't long before the group was sat at a table inside, and Maggie couldn't help but admire the beautiful brick work of the walls. Isn't this just beautiful? Gosh, I could just live here. I'm telling you, Christy, we're moving here. It's going to happen," she said as she searched over the menu which was, luckily, also in English. "We have to be near the hotel," Maggie decided, tilting her menu down to glance at Marcus and Mike whom sat across from her and Christy. " I mean, why else would the menus be in English?"

A natural blonde, through and through. It would never accur to Maggie that English was a common second tongue for Italians, and most people around the world. In fact, since tourism is one of Italy's highest forms of income, most businesses have an English option everywhere from restaurants to the metro. Sheltered and oblivious, Maggie continued to delight in her English-subtitled menu. "Well, I'm getting the po-low all gone-zall-us..."

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Christy agreed to getting food, not feeling famished but she could eat. In one arm she carried a large purse like bag, in the other her phone as she snapped a picture of the outside of the cafe they were about to enter. Very tourist-y of her. It wasn't until Maggie grabbed her luggage that she realized Marcus was lagging hers along as well. As Maggie looped her arm through Christy's free one and began pulling her along to the cafe.
"Seeing as you're the only one who can understand...anything being said around here, you're sticking with me," Maggie said, as both of the girls then glanced back at Marcus and Mike. She felt a pang of guilt that he was dragging her suitcase along, but she'd thank him later. Christy was averagely a slow walker, the idea that she didn't really have anywhere she needed to be. Maggie on the other hand was always bouncing around and fluttering to one place onto the next being the social butterfly she was. She was constantly bouncing around, whether the mood was happy sad or in between.
The restaurant was cute and cozy-like; but its Italian culture consisted of gorgeous paintings art decorations and a warm feel to the whole place. Maggie spoke to the hostess and got them a table, and the four sat down at a table near the back corner of the building.
"Isn't this just beautiful? Gosh, I could just live here. I'm telling you, Christy, we're moving here. It's going to happen," Maggie gushed. Christy just smiled in reply, guessing that whatever place they went next she'd also want to live in. Maybe France or England. She daydreamed a bit of all the traveling they'd be doing with their newly gained money.
"We have to be near the hotel, I mean, why else would the menus be in English?" Maggie questioned, and looked across to the boys. Christy assumed it was in English because it was a common 2nd language and many tourists came to this part of Italy as well. She didn't know where their hotel was exactly, so couldn't really be sure if it was nearby. Maybe they'd ask the waitress.
She wasn't very hungry herself, so she looked over the appetizers more than the entrees.
"Well, I'm getting the po-low all gone-zall-us..." Maggie shared. Christy nodded, still deciding what she'd be getting. Her eyes wandered off the menu though, to across the table. Mike sat across from her, his boyish smile lighting up the area. He looked like a child in a candy shop, but he seemed to always look like that. Giddy and excited for whatever was around him. It was odd to then look to Marcus, who seemed very serious in comparison. The two were foils for each other, and she wondered how they were so close. She knew that Marcus went along with a lot of Mike's recklessness, maybe it was entertainment for him. She couldn't help but let her eyes linger on Marcus before they returned to the menu, even out of photoshoots he was seemingly flawless. She herself was very updated in the world of magazines and modeling. Though she wasn't a model herself, she liked following that stuff. When he'd first started modeling and she'd seen one of his shoots, the next time she hung out with Mike she asked him to sign something for her. Only slightly embarrassed, assuming he'd gotten people like her before. It wasn't like she had a crush on him or anything. Well, maybe. But Christy decided Marcus wouldn't really waste his time with crazy girls like her when he had fabulously gorgeous model girls around.
"Hmm... I think I'm going to go with the Froaggio in Carrozza." she said aloud. She glanced at Maggie, Marcus, then Mike, realizing she kind of ruined the "m" name thing they had going on.