Diavola

by Jennifer Marie Thorne

If he were an actor he would be typecast as a Nazi.

lmaooooooo???

And when Anna turned up in midafternoon to join them by the pool, only to find the entire Pace family frothing panicked, surrounded by an ad hoc search and rescue crew, she probably shouldn’t have shouted, “I was fucking the girl from the tiki bar! I’m fine!” Dad sold the condo soon after that trip.

This is so deeply unserious

And then she drew something else.

Is anna...you know

Of her sketch of the pool, now buried deep in the trash can. Two bodies floating, facedown. Bloat setting in. Drawn as if from memory.

Hmmmmm yikes

It was dark, no way to know without testing it, but Anna could swear it was … salt.

there's demons afoot baby u in danger

“I mean this in the nicest possible way?” Anna backed off, tightrope careful. “You are having a fight with yourself right now.”

ate him right on up yuppp

A compromise, then. The morning. She’d have breakfast with them, issue one more warning, and then head off to Florence. Or catch an earlier flight back to New York. The charm of Italy was gone. She wanted her own bed, her shitty American TV shows, her smelly bodega, the sound of her idiot neighbors having sex.

she's being way too nice fuck these people 😭