Gangsters and thugs / criminals and hoods

[recognize_an_opportunity]

When; January 17th
Rating; R because... it's them.
Characters; Al Capone, Meyer Lansky
Summary; It's Al's birthday. Meyer decided to bring him a present. I think we all know how well that'll go.
Log;

Meyer's been accused of working all the time and of never having any fun. And of course, it doesn't escape his notice that one of his biggest accusers is Al. To be fair, Al's decidedly better at having fun than he is. In fact, he might go so far as to say that Al's excellent at having fun, whereas he himself is only middling at best.

But he's determined to change that, if only for today, because he's caught wind of the fact that it's Al's birthday. And that deserves just a little bit of indulgence, doesn't it?

So although Al may not be expecting to hear a knock on his door shortly before he'd be heading out for his shift at the casino -- if he'd intended to come in to work on his birthday at all, which Meyer's doubtful of -- he'll open the door to find Meyer standing outside of his apartment with an immaculately wrapped gift tucked under one arm, looking expectant.

Comments

[makingastatement]

It's a fortunate thing he's got great balance and not a care in the world, because Meyer's clothes have thus far stayed off the ground. He's nodding a little at the assessment, taking the observation as a compliment and bringing that back around to his general good sense.

"That's probably why I bought it."

And in a careless, breezy grab, the coat rack charade falls apart and he's now feeling his own tie, letting the rest of the clothes fall to the ground.

"Yeah, now I remember."

[recognize_an_opportunity]

Normally, he'd be a little frustrated about Al dropping his clothes all over the ground. At the moment, he doesn't really care, because he's too busy stroking Al's tie like it's the only thing he can possibly imagine doing ever again -- and at the moment, it really is.

Well, feeling Al's tie with one hand, that is; the other hand has strayed to Al's vest, marveling over just how soft it, too, seems to be. Maybe Al just has exceptionally soft clothes, or maybe there's something in the drugs that makes everything seem that way. Either way, he likes it.

"This is nice, too."

Nice, except it's still too damn hot.