Eduardo slammed the door behind him, entering the house. The living room quickly turned chaotic. Loud music blasted from someone's phone connected to a speaker, and empty wine glasses soon littered the coffee table. Eduardo watched in mild horror as Nikolai and Luca started setting up a weird version of musical chairs with the dining room chairs. Alessandro, who seemed the only sane one, quietly sat in a corner with a doughnut, clearly questioning his life decisions.
He never wanted to be here. It's not like he wanted to stay at the Diabolo mansion alone with Viktor. If Viktor hadn't begged Nikolai to drag Alessandro with him, he wouldn't have left the house. He was already regretting allowing himself to be dragged down here.
'At least, I've got the box of doughnuts with me,'
Marcello just grinned and clapped Eduardo on the back.
"Come on, Eddy. It's a party now! Let's have a little fun."
