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     //ooc: my migraine can’t seem to decide if it wants to stay or go- i’ve took some strong ass painkillers but idk if i’ll get to replies on leo and tommy tonight but i’m gunna defo replying to messages !!! just gunna be slow as heck <333

    he makes his way downstairs, making pancakes like it’s second nature since it’s the most requested food in this household. it doesn’t take him long to whip everything up, including the bacon, coffee, maybe slips some chocolate chips into the pancake batter. he carries it all upstairs balanced on a tray, enters the room and moves as if he’s going to give the food to hayden before moving away. he sits on the bed and places it in his own lap. ❝ wait- you wanted some of these ?? damn, i don’t think i made enough. ❞ though there’s quite the stack on the plate before him, smirking dancing across his lips.

     this entire situation was a damn mess and leo knew the medics in the gang were being rundown. all these injuries and then more on top from idiots lashing out trying to find the cause. he makes his way inside, coffee in hand, and glare set deep in case anyone thought it was okay to talk to him as he walks on by. he was here to see one person and that was it. spying the brunette up ahead, he dodges someone calling his name before reaching her. ❝ i got coffee and cigarettes. you can thank me later. ❞ he tosses a pack of cigarettes onto the table before them and holds out her coffee. @celiaem

     the meeting in the lounge- it wasn’t his favourite spot. to be honest... he didn’t have a favourite spot because he hated meetings. all it meant was him having to listen to idiots argue over things that could easily be solved if they’d just stop comparing dick lengths for five seconds. he’s thankful when it’s over and although getting home would be nice- he needs a goddamn drink. he orders a beer, not exactly the best drink to have in here since it doesn’t exactly scream high quality but- he doesn’t care. seeing sloane he gives a nod of acknowledgment, takes a swig of his beer and then speaks. ❝ seen any cops wandering around here lately ?? ❞

     there’s a duffel of cash on the table, leonardo doesn’t know where it’s going but he knows who to hand it off to. he throws in stack after stack, mentally counting it up, and wondering why he couldn’t be in his own goddamn bed right now. movement catches his eyes and he glances up spotting andrew. ❝ hey, you got a deal comin’ up soon ?? been told this is yours. ❞ he zips the duffel up and pushes it across the table at the other. @drewsconflicted

     he knew the places he needed to go to check up on things. fourteen years of this and he knew the business like the back of his hand.  so it didn’t take leonardo long to find andi. he continues to glance around for cops before approaching the other, not wanting any eyes on them. ❝ you been selling okay ?? business is slow all over with these fuckers in blue wandering around in mass. ❞ @andrcax

     leonardo eyes the outside of the place, dark hues looking for cops. they were crawling everywhere like rats on a new york subway. seeing no one following him he heads inside, a thick envelope pressing to his ribs from the inner pocket of his jacket. being a soldier can be fun sometimes but lately it has been tedious. he has to drop off the pay for other people which meant he had a lot of cash on him and that also meant a lot of eyes ready to try and grab it. but his gun as always is by his side. heading on in, he searches for something else now- or someone. the blonde comes into view and leo makes sure to knock on the wall nearest to him to alert to his presence before he got too close. he can’t help that he walks so silently after all these years. ❝ you got a minute ?? ❞ @crownvd

    so who wants a starter from this grumpy rage dork ??

     ❝ you really gunna let a douche in a v-neck stop you ?? ❞ leo was known to pop round here often- his husband worked here so it wasn’t a surprise. though the many people who flow through here was. he crosses his arms over his broad chest, eyes slightly squinting as he thinks up a way this situation could be handled without him punching anyone. he promised hayden he’d stop breaking customers’ bones. ❝ you could always lie to the bouncer and say he’s up to something. ain’t entirely a lie. ❞

     a laugh slips free as leo feels hayden’s teeth against his knuckles. he gently tugs on his hand but not hard enough to actually take it away. ❝ oh- so not asking for much, huh ?? ❞ he raises a teasing eyebrow and another laugh slips free as feet are sent his way. leo manages to grab one of hayden’s feet, fingers going to the arch of it as revenge for the other kicking at him. ❝ i swear you married me just for my cooking and that’s it. ❞ he lifts the foot, pressing a kiss to hayden’s ankle before moving off the bed. he turns, walking backwards to the door, amused smile as he goes. ❝ once i make you this great breakfast, do i have to personally deliver it to you ?? ❞