Post by Dominic Brody Mirallas on Jun 5, 2013 21:02:14 GMT -5
[/color] He said with an easy smile, knowing it was an easy mistake to make as he caught the attention of the person who owned the phone.Since most of the brothers were living their lives away from home these days, Dominic valued the times they were all together again. He knew that no matter where life took them they would always be back together for the holidays, and their dad’s birthday, which was what this last visit had been for. The old man had turned fifty-four and his sons had come together to throw a party of sports, friends and a barbecue that almost destroyed a fence panel when Paul got too caught up in a wrestling match with Rocco to keep his eye on it. It was always something as silly and as chaotic with each trip home and Dominic wouldn’t have his family any other way. They were pretty full on to the people who didn’t know the Mirallas brood, but it was all meant in good fun. Only one memory came to Dom as an example of a bad fight and it was the day his mother had walked out. Very little time was spent thinking about that woman now, for any of the boys, and they had lived great lives and were chasing their respective dreams and giving their dad something to boast about with each passing week.
Dominic wished he could’ve stayed in Briarcliff for just a few more days, but even though it was summer, he still had things to tend to in the city. Like his job. He already swapped shifts and used vacation days to make sure he had the necessary match days and hours free. The summer was his chance to earn some extra money with longer hours and make sure that he had those emergency funds stashed away, should he ever need them. He was on a basketball scholarship at the university, which relieved the burden a bit, but Dom still needed to buy the necessary textbooks and find the money to live off. His job at Tribeca did what it needed to and he made the payments for his apartment on time each month, but Dominic was far from living a comfortable life of luxury. That alone was the sole reason for him heading back to the city now, ready for his shift at Tribeca in the morning. He had plans to grab dinner on his way home once his train journey was over, but his rumbling stomach seemed to be trying to tell him that his plan wasn’t happening quickly enough.
Grand Central seemed as busy as ever and he had to navigate the crowds as well as his iPod as he chose a rather inconvenient time to change the playlist he had been listening to. Still, he was pretty quick when he needed to be and sidestepping and dodging was something that was almost second nature to Dominic by now, thanks to the years of playing basketball competitively. The commuters and the people rushing to get home didn’t bother him at all and he was practically absorbed by the music blasting through his ears at a volume he would probably be told he would one day regret. For the time being, Dominic was young and had a promising future ahead of him, so the regrets and the lectures could come once he had worn all of that away and hopefully that would be at the end of an athletic career. He decided to stop by the terminal’s Starbucks and grab one of their summer drinks to see him through the rest of his journey home. It was a twenty minute walk and could be pretty boring. He put in his order and was waiting at the counter for his drink to appear when something caught his eye. The customer in front of him had just collected their order and was about to leave when something fell from their person and they didn’t seem to notice. Crouching down, he snatched up the small belonging and saw that it was a cell phone. “Hey! Excuse me, I think you dropped this.”
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