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a grimace from tommy.〝 guess i can’t say i feel bad for him. you old enough to drink yet .ᐣ 〞
as usual, he can’t have an uncomfortable conversation without a crutch. distracted, he reaches for the liquor. 〝 you live & you learn—best to ride out the storm, now. 〞
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oh. and here i thought you meant it in a ‘fun’ way.
i’m less intrigued, more concerned now. shouldn’t you know better by now, kiddo .ᐣ there are no real secrets around SAMCRO.
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〝 how come there are 𝙣𝙤 hot redheads around .ᐣ what’s a man gotta do to get a slightly psychotic looking ginger man to come ruin his life a little .ᐣ 〞
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(c) Tommy. what dream can i make come true for you today, Miss. . .ᐣ 〞
as he speaks he welcomes @HotVanDam further into the quiet nightclub——it’s a weekday, and an early morning. save a few dancers preparing for their sets and their intoxicated regulars, they’re alone.
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both eyebrows climb to his hairline at the sight of @HotVanDam standing in the entrance to his strip club.
Tommy tosses aside the rag he’d been using to wipe tables, immediately approaching the stranger with a laidback smile and a low, admiring, whistle.〝 let it (c)
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(c) never be said that Dream’s would turn down a majestic pair of knockers like that. . . but something gives me the feeling you ain’t here for 𝘢𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨. 〞
the club owner is polite as he can be when he shakes @HotVanDam’s hand.〝 welcome to Dreams, i’m (c)
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https://t.co/XOydMNXvU2 oh! if you use AI please move around. and that goes for replies, icons, headers.
take it back to the days of ye old and beg your talented moots for help with a layout, don’t participate in environmental racism! :D
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his grin only widens, flicking the weed in her waiting grasp before going in search of glasses.
〝 you don’t 𝘴𝘢𝘺 it enough, but i believe you, 〞he jokes back. 〝 wish i could’ve bought my kid instead, but she’s with her mother. they’re going to 𝑆𝑒𝑎𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑. 〞
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gives @SavageInLace a
shit—eating grin;
he knows he’s been away awhile,
and she’s 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙮 about to kill him
for going so long without checking in.
〝 hey .ᐟ your favorite son is back .ᐟ
turn that frown upside down .ᐟ 〞
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〝 the 𝘶𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 is that he doesn’t have terribly big shoes to fill. the downside is that if i ever decide i do want a jr, shit around here will get 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨.
maybe i can have a girl and named her 𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘢, 〞he adds, eyebrows wagging.
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(c) we draw all sorts of folks looking to wet their 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙡𝙚, 〞he explains politely, chuckling at his own double entendre.
Tommy slides his finished drink across the bar.〝 but if you’re just looking for a drink, nothing more, we’re good for that too. 〞
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a glance around his bar. it’s nearing the evening rush, but most dancers are milling about——chatting with patrons, flirting their way into private dances, whittling down time until the stages open up.
〝 we’re the only co-ed strip bar within a hundred mile radius. so (c)
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“Pretty face huh?” He chuckled, that was a new one for him. This town is awfully friendly. As far as he knows.
“I’ll take a whiskey on the rocks. Thanks.” Looking around at the others around him. “Pretty busy for a small town.”
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〝 then he would’ve heard me, 〞shrugs.〝 Tara——Jax can’t beat me in a fight. and even if he 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥, he wouldn’t 𝘵𝘳𝘺. because he knows he’d be a jackass.
i wouldn’t make a move on my sister-in-law, and he isn’t so possessive not to know that. still——hot is hot. 〞
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Dean cracked a grin, tipping an imaginary hat.
〝Breakfast, coffee, and a buffet, huh? You’re making a hell of an offer…I might just have to take you up on that.〞
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a scoff.〝 pfft, yeah, of course .ᐟ 〞
Tommy turns on his heel towards the pot, but then freezes mid-step. realization flickers in his eyes.〝 wait. there’s whiskey in it, though——you want a fresh pot .ᐣ dunno if liquor before noon is still acceptable to you or not. 〞
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〝 hey guys. just a quick question; what do you guys brew your coffee with at the Clubhouse .ᐣ is it gourmet gravel and purified cat piss .ᐣ why is it always 𝙨𝙤 𝙗𝙖𝙙 .ᐣ
and why has 𝘯𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 invested in a goddamn espresso machine yet .ᐣ 〞
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