#christopher sturniolo snapchat

[christinarowie332]

my boys .

chris and matt sturniolo x bestfriend

chris sturniolo x best friend original character

warnings : drunk character , swearing , will be a part 2 .

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one drink .

it was supposed to be anyway.

as i sit on the toilet of a random friend of a friends house it suddenly hits me how drunk i actually am . im still , but it feels like im rocking back and forth . am i rocking back and forth?

im not too bad with my drink , as in , i won’t throw up , and i don’t really get hangovers, however my stubbornness always gets the best of me when im drinking . like now , one glass of rose with a friend turns into me on my 7th shot at someone’s house party because i believed my own tolerance was higher then it actually was .

i close my eyes and swallow the acid that tries to surface, my face contorts at the taste and a feel a surge of anxiety fill my spine . is this the night i throw up ?

i open my phone and scroll through my snapchat , random people’s story’s , some from the same party i’m at now . i’m guessing anyway , my blurred vision makes it hard to see anything , especially as i open text messages to ask someone to pick me up , and the text on my keyboard seems to shift and dance around the screen . opening mine and chris’s messages with a slight smile , i start typing . i love that boy .

chrus are you homw?

who the fuck is chrus ?

yes i am home u ok?

drink

hmm?

drunk

oh

can yoi comw pick me up plx i’m with gracee!

i hate grace

me tpo

love yoi tho

i love you too casey

are you at graces house ?

no

okay so where ??

id

id?

just send me your location, i’ll get matt to come pick you up .

but i wann see you ??

i’ll obviously come with him

cant have u puking on his seats !!!!

how tf doe u being there stop me puuilking ??

i’ll catch it with my hands 🥰😍😍

your diss gusting

i’ll slurp it like soup 😜😘

cheis stop ur gonnna makie me throw up

love you

be there iab cdawg

i giggle slightly at the conversation. full confidence in my typing skills as i send him my location and get up from the toilet . too fast . i make my way out side and sit on the porch of the house , scrolling through tiktok as i wait for the boys to come get me . i love them so much .

the cold weather makes it hard for me to scroll properly, the temperature making my fingers work in slow motion as i watch every video on my for you page extremely intensely, trying my hardest to focus on that instead of the hangziety that currently is deciding to reside in my brain . after a few minutes, i hear bass of a car approach the house and lift my head up wobbly, seeing the familiar headlights and number plate .

i smile and attempt to get up , but as i said before . it’s cold as shit . my legs fail me and i only make it half the way up before i start back right where i started . ass on the ground.

“bro”

chris’s croaky voice allows my eyes to snap away from the ground , meeting his raised eyebrows and his dumbfounded smile as he watches me gather my surroundings.

“christopher!” i say happily, getting up slight too fast and stumbling into his chest . his arms catch me around my waist and i look up to him sheepishly , seeing him allready looking at me with a shit eating grin .

“hello casey , come on let’s get you home” he says as he turns me to his side , supporting my weight against his hip and under his arm , making his way to the car .

as we reach the door he opens it and attempts to put me in the back seat . i don’t duck quite as quick and i end up bashing my head against the car doorframe.

“shit sorry!” he says before hissing through his teeth and continues to help me in the car , following my own path and sitting next to me in the back . i rub my head dramatically and slowly look to chris beside me , his smile not meeting his eyes as he looks at my hand and takes it away from my head , looking for bruising .

his one hand stays on mine as the other brushes my hair from my forehead, making sure i wasn’t hurt . my eyes stay on him . his lips curled in concentration, his eyebrows furrowed in worry . he meets my eyes and smiles . then they move down to his other hand that is still on mine in my lap . he tries to pull it away awkwardly but in drunken confidence i grab it . swinging my body around and laying on his side , putting my head on his shoulder . after a few minutes he relaxes , and i feel his curls touch my forehead as his head leans on top of mine . drawing out a sigh of relief from me .

“i feel like a fucking uber driver” matt says from the front , breaking the comfortable silence .

“you are our fucking uber driver” i reply , my eyes still closed against chris’s shoulder. i feel chris’s shoulders move as he laughs , making me smile and open my eyes .

“oh so i’m getting paid for this ?” he says looking at me through the mirror.

i stay silent

“i know your not asleep casey i can see your eyes”

i close my eyes .

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idk i’ll post part 2 tomorrow i just cba to do the whole thing now lmao !!!

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[themattsturniologirl]

ꊰ꒤ꉔꀘ ꓄ꁝ꒐ꇙ, ꉔꄲꂵꏂ ꃳꋬꉔꀘ ꉣ꒒ꏂꋬꇙꏂ.

ꋬ/ꋊ ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴀ sᴛᴏʀʏ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴄʜʀɪs ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪs ɢғ ᴡʜᴏ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪᴍ, ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴛs ʜᴇʀ ʙᴀᴄᴋ.

ʜᴇᴀʀᴛʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ! ᴜsᴇʀ & ᴄʜᴇᴀᴛᴇʀ! ᴄʜʀɪs

It was your birthday today, and Chris wanted to go clubbing, so you guys did. 20 minutes later, he's kissing a whole another woman, so you ran home crying, then..

You started packing all your shit and left, he called and texted you 134 times last night, you blocked him on everything, tiktok, insta, Snapchat, when you said everything, YOU meant it, then, there's a knock at your door, it's Chris, you don't answer, then.

You heard the door open, and he says "Baby, what's wrong?." No answer, "Ma, answer me, now." You finally say, " You cheated last night."

And then you say, " We're breaking up, Christopher." He just stands there shocked, then

You leave the house, you both used to share.

Finally free, you got a new life. Then,

2 months later, a knock comes from your door, it's not Chris, but, it's your ex bestie, what do you do? Answer? Nah, ignore? Yes, then, your door gets kicked down, which you freeze, to see your ex,

Christopher Owen Sturniolo

You pepper spray him, and of course, he grabs you and kisses you, you slap him away and he says "I-i missed you..." And like the dumbie you are, of course you take him back...

𝙰/𝙽 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 Any of the one I wrote | Live love ass and tits

Willow