Sylas Pamillio is from a traditional Italian family. Both parents and his sister immigrated to america a year before he was born so he grew up speaking both English and Italian fluently.
Hes a laid back, free spirited guy who sent in an audition fo...
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That morning, after convincing Nicole to at least think about staying, the roommates all finally headed to bed. In Sylas and Snooki's case they went back to bed, curling up together the same way that they were before the interruption. Sylas peels his eyes open for the last time that day and looks down at Nicole, smiling sleepily before carefully removing himself from underneath her. Once he's out of bed he stretches himself out and grabs up his outfit for the day, a pair of Ed Hardy jean shorts, a navy blue polo shirt and a pair of black vans.
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After hes dressed he runs a brush through his hair and lets it fall around his face. He does his usual morning routine of skin care and brushing his teeth, having caught a shower and blow dried his hair before he got dressed earlier, and then heads into the kitchen where Mike and Sam are cooking breakfast. "Morning, homie." Mike greets him and he gives him a single nod in return, stepping up to the fridge and pulling out a bottle of Gatorade and then grabbing some various fruits to throw in a bowl.
The entire time hes making his breakfast he completely ignores Mike and Sams conversation, not wanting to deal with them first thing after waking up. Instead he takes his bowl to the table and sits, stabbing into a strawberry with his fork and popping it in his mouth. It doesn't take him long to finish up his food. When hes finished he takes the bowl and fork to the sink, washing them and sitting them up to dry before stepping into the living room to plop down on the couch. Luckily for him he doesn't have to work today.
