it wasn’t quite out of pocket of sanjar to be at the style loft, usually he would send his list of what he wanted for the month &. his stylist would set it up but he needed to get out of those, if he didn’t then miram would scream at him for starting another bottle of whiskey &. he didn’t feel like hearing her nag at him, even if she was right. as they are prepping all his clothes in their usual bags, he confirms the address &. sees the blonde, leaning on the counter ❛ i would say yes to the dress &. no to the shoes, they take away from the dress. ❜ he says as he shakes his head, turning around &. thanking the cashier. turning back to the blonde he smiles ❛ want some suggestions or is this my queue to let you be into your own ? ❜
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when he had decided to come to the museum, he didn’t think that he was going to see vic here. the last time that he had seen her was a few years ago. never did he think that she would be here &. yet here they were. she looked just like she had ( more mature but nonetheless, admiring ) the last time that he had seen her, unlike him. he looked tired , the nightmares still very present. the bags underneath his eyes &. the mixture of weed &. cologne clinged on to him. he gets distracted but her voice draws him back in. ❛ i’m sorry, what did you say ? ❜
a few nods here &. there as he walks through the grand walls of the casino, grassy hues scan the machines and the tables near by. the smell of food filling the area as he spots a familiar face. he leans on the bar and turns to the face the femme he had seen a few times before. ❛ alone again, marisol ? what poor soul have you tormented this evening. ❜ he says as he flashes her his usual million dollar smile. ❛ can i get you anything ? ❜ he inquired as he looked at her.
there was only a handful of people that sanjar could trust &. theo fell under that category for sanjar. burak’s death is still very recent &. his mind and & he doesn’t really talk to anyone about it, keeps it underwraps. never wanting to seem weak in front of anyone. he makes his way down the stairs as he sees the male &. gives him a small smile ❛ bout time you showed up, i thought i would have to send out a search party for you. ❜ sanjar was all about punctuality, never liked being anywhere a minute late &. expected that out of everyone. even though it was a joke for theo’s tardiness ❛ want anything to drink ? ❜
✨ uraz kaygılaroğlu ,cismale,him/he — whenever i see sanjar sodoglu meandering down agnes street you give love a bad name by bon jovi starts to play inside my head. maybe it is the vibe they give off. A well clean suit, the smell of bleu de chanel, grassy intense hues; you know ? Islesbury aquarium is what keeps them interested in agnes. i heard they are thirty-five year old owner of sadaglu casino . they look like the kind of person who have the world in their hands . ( tatia,25,est,she/her )
tw: death,mafia,drugs,grief
SANJAR - means young king or at least that’s what his mother used to tell him as she put him to bed. telling him stories about all the great kings &. how he would be one when he grew up. as the youngest of all his siblings he tended to get away with most of the chaos that he caused but it definitely didn’t go unnoticed, whenever he would walk into his fathers office he knew that it was either something good or something bad. usually it would end with him being reprimanded and his father telling him that every choice that he made had a consequence, they were gods but even gods failed sometimes.
THE PARTY - the party that never stopped, he was only a child ( if you can say that ) when his family moved to agnes . indulging in the beauty that the city had to offer him &. his family. it didn’t take long for the Sadaglu name to be known around agnes, people knew who he was &. that pesky ego of his always seemed to get the best of him. though at times it would seem that he was this cocky specimen, that wasn’t all he was. he loved his sister &. brothers. respected them &. would die for them. as when the opportunity came to finally join the family business he took it without a second thought. in his mother’s eyes, he would always be young sanjar but now he was something different. he felt it, some type of monster all together. the amount of blood on his hands was enough to fuel the mississippi river &. for some reason that didn’t bother him, it was something that he simply did.
TRAGEDY - seems to strike in the most inopportune times. as sanjar grew older the discussions with his father seems to be worse &. worse : don’t do this sanjar, you’re going to draw attention to yourself sanjar, why can’t you be a more level headed sanjar. it was always something that this father had to say &. even though it bothered him, he knew that this father only did it with his best interest but he simply didn’t want to hear it &. in a fury of anger , vicious words left his lips ; bazen juay'ın ölmesini diliyorum! without a second glance he made it out of his fathers study &. home pushing past his mother. connection was very limited between himself &. burak , only speaking whenever it was necessary. one afternoon he makes it to his parents home, it’s all too quiet &. as he makes his way to his fathers study he sees burak on the floor, racing to his fathers aide he’s covered in blood &. In that moment he regrets it , every word , every tantrum . every damn fight that he had with his father, this couldn’t end like this. it simply couldn’t . he’s trying to keep his father there with him as much as he can but there is nothing he can do. after his older brother arrives things seems to be taken over &.The youngest sadaglu is to the side with his knees against his chest, he’s covered in blood &. a lost look in his eyes whispering : I did this , I did this. I wished this upon him. slowly rocking back &. forth like a metal person .
THE AFTERMATH - of burka’s death left many in questionable thoughts. for one sanjar himself was in despair, the conversations with his siblings was non existent &. he wouldn’t spend more than five minutes with his mother on his phone. it seemed that the only thing that got him out of the house was work &. even that. it’s been sometime since everything &. he’s slowly getting back into who he once was but the darkness seems to follow the youngest sadaglu. how long before it takes over completely ?
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