forum Gang/Mafia RP (Closed)

Started June 12, 2018 by @Desvelarse pets

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(They could see them the next morning and question them about the flash drive)

“You know, now that I think about it, how the hell are we going to walk home completely wasted?” Yeon wondered out loud, a slight slur making its way into his tone.

"Very carefully," Tony laughed, "I'm not even convinced I have a home."

“No home? Not even an apartment or something? I got a cheep place over in the slums. Trashy, but it’s something,” Yeon said with an arched brow.

"Naw I usually just stay with Mozzy," He realized he should stop talking but he was drunk and too honest.

“Mozzy? Do I know them?” Yeon questioned with an arched brow. He tried to think if he knew that name, but nothing came to mind. Maybe it was because of how wasted he felt.

"No, Mozzy is an old friend of mine. He's like my mentor slash best friend. When I ran away from my parents at 15 he took care of me."

“Well go home to him then,” Yeon hummed, sipping his drink. Maybe he should stop now. “At least you’ve got someone to look after you. That’s nice.”

"Nice enough I suppose," he said slamming another drink. "I hate going home."

“Why’s that? If the guy is your best friend or whatever, why would you hate going home?” Yeon asked, a slur still in his tone. That seemed to make him harder to understand before, considering he also still has a strong accent.

"Don't really wanna talk about it, if that's alright," He realized he had already said too much.

“Mm, yeah, it’s fine. I wouldn’t want to get into personal shit during business either,” Yeon said, finishing the rest of the drink in his glass. He looked around the bar, searching for a clock that may be on one of the walls.

Tony slammed the rest of his drink, "I should probably be done," He laughed drunkenly.

“Yeah, same here. How about we call that one a tie?” Yeon asked with an arched brow, looking back over at Tony.

"Oh, no no, I think we call it a 'to be continued. I don't do ties." He laughed.

“No ties huh? Damn, I was trying to let you off easy, pretty boy,” Yeon said with a laugh. “When are you free to come back here? Who knows when we’ll be paired up again for a job.”

Tony grabbed a napkin and wrote something down on it before offering it to Yeon, "My number, call me when you want to continue."

Yeon grinned down at the napkin as his eyes flicked over the number. He took it from Tony and stuffed it into the pocket of his bomber jacket. “Great, gracias. I will most definitely be calling you,” He said with a flirtatious wink.

Tony sighed, “None if this counts as a date,”