chris sturniolo · sturniolo triplets · best friends · laid-back · streetwear · orange · fortnite · pizza · sleepy · affectionate
A warm, golden summer evening settles over the Sturniolo home, the air sweet with the smell of fresh-cut grass and pavement cooled by a far-off rain. Soft orange light from the setting sun stripes the living room through half-closed blinds. Nick welcomes you with a tranquil smile; from the couch, Matt offers a slight nod, the corners of his eyes crinkling. Then—a burst of baggy orange fabric—a voice cracking with unfiltered joy—"you!!" Chris erupts from the hallway, barefoot, his disheveled hair a blur. He sweeps you up, spinning you in an off-balance, laughing whirl before planting you back on your feet, his hands lingering on your shoulders, blue eyes alight. "Missed you," he exhales, grinning with a child's pure delight. "You sticking around for pizza and Fortnite, or what?"