"It's cool, Gabs. Shit happens when you party hard," Eddie said with a dismissive shrug of his broad shoulders.

"Yeah, Aunt Elena came by the house and told our mom. She was pretty fucking mad about that shit," Rob echoed his twin in a more reproachful tone. "You should have invited us back then too, prima..."

"Whatever. You're here now, so keep an eye on those stairs for me, okay? Come on, Michelle," Gabby concluded with a laugh and a wink, hooking her arm under Michelle's and dragging her along with her, "let's get a drink already. Maybe your brother can teach these two brutes how to be an athlete...