Adam
Adam followed Lucas back up the stairs - just for a moment, he felt back at home; following a crime boss up the stairs in a disreputable establishment, bullets clinking in his bag. Perhaps it was a bad thing that he always seemed to end up in this position, but he couldn't say he didn't like it. There was something so deliciously naughty about being where he was.
"Cool. He was in plenty of dodgy places and worked in shit like this, so I reckon it'll be fine. Could even be useful, maybe." He didn't want to make too many promises, in case Pet had reservations about being signed up for a criminal organisation without being present (why would anyone, though, really).
At the top of the stairs he grinned and clapped Lucas on the shoulder. "Well, thanks for showing me your box. Usually I gotta pay to see that kinda thing." WIth a little wink he walked towards the door. "Anything else? I think I've got a date with the bar."
"Cool. He was in plenty of dodgy places and worked in shit like this, so I reckon it'll be fine. Could even be useful, maybe." He didn't want to make too many promises, in case Pet had reservations about being signed up for a criminal organisation without being present (why would anyone, though, really).
At the top of the stairs he grinned and clapped Lucas on the shoulder. "Well, thanks for showing me your box. Usually I gotta pay to see that kinda thing." WIth a little wink he walked towards the door. "Anything else? I think I've got a date with the bar."
Maybe I'm not as dark as I think
Maybe I'm scared to Admit that
