#pesci.risotto || fleremus

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" What do you call someone with no body and no nose? Nobody knows." his joke was told in his usual cold tone but there was a ever so /slight/ smile tugging at his lips.- Risotto @ Pesci

There’s just no way their boss hasn’t noticed the pun in that sentence.

That’s the first thing that comes to Pesci’s mind. Risotto’s a intelligent man, he’s pretty sure of that. At least, he looks like it. Not that he’s had the chance to get to know him yet, or even expects to in the future — he’s way too intimidating for that. His stand, he has yet to see it in action but from what he’s heard, it’s scary. His posture always seems confident, his orders are absolute.

It’s probably due to Pesci’s own bad habit of idealizing others that the idea of Risotto telling a joke seems too absurd to even be considered, so he’s confused about what exactly this is about.

But, at the same time, the more he ruminates about his words, the funnier they seem. He presses his lips together, hard, and tries to keep his mind occupied with something else, but they keep coming back to him. Soon his lower lip is trembling, and he can’t hold back a quiet chuckle.

What do you call—

And that’s when he loses it and breaks out into loud, snorting laughter. Realizing it was Risotto right in front of him, he tried to calm himself down. He really did. But every time he would meet his eye, it brought another surge of laughter, to the points where tears were starting to form in the corners of Pesci’s eyes. He needs to hold his breath to keep this from happening, and it’s only after the laughter recedes… that he realizes what he’s just done.

And now, he’s terrified.

“S-sorry boss! I didn’t… I didn’t mean to—”