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Well.. that's a wrap folks! I can't believe it's almost been two whole years of Somnium! Thank you so much to anyone who's read along and gotten as attached to my guys as much as I have. I had no idea where I was going or what I was getting into when I started this, and what a beast it turned into!! Over 790 scenes 😱 I've had more fun than I could've imagined and although this is the end of Somnium, it's not the end of Oscar n' co. and certainly not the end of my storytelling ventures! But I'll ramble about my future plans in another post I think... Big kisses and hugs to you all on this momentous occasion ahaaakjsdkjd! 🤗🧡

Also! plz enjoy this silliness I faffed around with just for funsies...

Mack: How’s life as a grandma treating ya? Alma: [snorts] I’m her aunt-.. great aunt. Mack: Nah, you’re her grandma, I can tell.

Alma: Hah, I’m loving every minute of it. Mack: You’re still pretty hot for a grandma. Alma: You haven’t changed in the slightest, have you?

?: Mr Clarke! Can you spare a moment? Bruno: No. ?: I believe you were employed by the Flanagan’s?

Bruno: I said no. ?: [sighs] The distinct lack of official documentation is making it hard to paint a picture of their financial history. Bruno: That ain’t my problem.

?: But you were employed by them. Bruno: I was a bouncer. ?: Where? Lucie’s?

Bruno: Various places. ?: They ran multiple establishments requiring security? Bruno: Sure.

?: Like? Bruno: Listen, I don’t know what they got up to n’ I don’t care; pester someone else-.. or better yet, do your own fucking job. ?: Well.. thanks for your time.

…

Mack: He’s been hanging round like a bad smell all day, I tried-… Bruno: Uh-huh. Mack: How’s Ivan?

Bruno: They’re gonna move him n’ take him off the ventilator, see how he does. Mack: That’s good, right? Bruno: [shrugs]

Mack: Bruno-… Bruno: Don’t start. Mack: Why don’t you stay for a while, get some rest?

Bruno: I’m fine. Mack: [sighs] Kian called. Bruno: I saw the news…

Mack: I’m sorry, son; he said it was his mother’s doing… Bruno: … Mack: You can’t keep on like this, you’re gonna make yourself ill.

[VIOLENT SNEEZE] Mack: Fuck’s sake! You n’ your fucking plants! Bruno: Are you allergic to oxygen now?

Mack: It’s not the bloody oxygen I’m allergic to. Kobe: Aren’t we all technically allergic to oxygen? Mack: Boy-.. what.

Kobe: I’m pretty sure it messes with your cells n’ causes aging. Bruno: You mean like.. oxidative stress? Mack: Christ, that sounds like a conspiracy theory.

Bruno: It’s a scientific theory. Kobe: Alright, nerd; some of us didn’t ace biology. Ivan: Shh! Holy shit, listen…

Chief Commissioner Ford was arrested earlier today following reports of his involvement with several high-profile gang members. Rumours first began circulating after a damning article was featured in the San Myshuno Gazette just before the holidays; Ford blasted the piece as hearsay at the time, disregarding it as a desperate publicity stunt from a declining publication. Deputy Commissioner Gomez declined a press conference at this time, though we’re told an investigation is already under way.

It’s thought that among other unscrupulous activities, Ford may be implicated in the cover up of an underground trafficking ring. In his annual statement last year, he appeared adamant that dismantling and disrupting organised crime was a key priority of his for the city and surrounding areas.

Bruno: I doubt it’ll be long ‘til we’re summoned; they won’t want anyone turning on them as a get out. Ivan: Man.. I don’t wanna deal with Artie anymore, my nerves can’t take it. Mack: The lad’s right, you should ignore him.

Bruno: He’s not someone to be ignored. Would you rather he come here? Kobe: Hell no! Bruno: Exactly.

…

Courtney: Oh-… Oscar: [cackles] Fucker! I hope his lawyer’s fucking dogshit. Courtney: I’m not so sure we should be amused right now..?

Bruno: I hate to admit it, but he does have a point. Oscar: I know, I was gonna suggest as much myself… I even wondered if we oughta bother Brynn, maybe ask her to say something. Bruno: I don’t think we’ll need to bother her.

Ivan: Christ almighty-.. if Wyatt knows, we’re well n’ truly fuck-… Mack: Put a sock in it, lad. Ivan: [groans]

Oscar: So, Darien’s in on it too? Bruno: Yeah. We don’t have much time; they’ve reported Lucie’s to the IRS. Oscar: For what, money laundering?

Bruno: Tax evasion too, no doubt. Mack: [tuts] Bastards. Oscar: Fucking hell. That’s gonna open up a huge can of worms, isn’t it?

Bruno: Yup. Ivan: Isn’t Darien landin’ himself in it, doin’ that? Bruno: He’s too smart for that. I’m willing to bet they plan on leaving as soon as shit goes south.

Ivan: Hasn’t it already? Bruno: To an extent… Oscar: Sounds like he’s doing this for himself, not us; he’ll probably want to see as much chaos as possible before he fucks off.

Bruno: Pretty much. Ivan: Why do y’trust him? Bruno: I don’t, I fucking hate him; but I’ve known him for a long time, he’s not fucking around.

…

Kobe: I really don’t think you should be stayin’ there no more, Leah. Alea: [scoffs] Kobe: Kian ain’t ever gonna turn himself, his pa, or anyone else in; no matter what you do.

Alea: Y’never know. Kobe: You had t’lie just t’get out for a couple hours, don’t you see how fucked up that is? Alea: Well aware, don’t care.

Kobe: You should’ve skipped town by now, all of you. Alea: It doesn’t make a difference, Kobe.. you’d still be lookin’ over your shoulder 24/7, wouldn’t you? That ain’t exactly freedom. Kobe: You’d be safe with ‘em behind bars though.

Mack: What’re you still doing here? It’s way past this old man’s bedtime. Bruno: [snorts] Mack: What’s on your mind, lad?

Bruno: Nothing much. Mack: He says on his fourth bottle of my beer. Bruno: I know I shouldn’t…

Mack: Come on, what’s up? Bruno: [sighs] Mack: Spill the metaphorical beans, I’m hungry!

Bruno: I’m not very happy. Mack: [laughs] You only just figured that out? Let me guess, Silas? Bruno: No… Is it awful to be glad that’s over n’ done with? I wish it hadn’t ended the way it did, but-…

Mack: Closure’s closure, right? Bruno: I guess, it doesn’t stop the guilt though. Mack: Meh. He played with fire n’ got burnt; I never liked the guy anyway.

Bruno: Mack. Mack: What?! He was arrogant n’ selfish! I wish he hadn’t kicked the bucket either; still, I’m allowed t’talk ill of the dead... You should’ve listened to your old man when he said you were wasting your time.

Bruno: Alright, fucking hell… Mack: Just saying. Bruno: Did you know that Aspen’s having a baby?

Mack: No?! Whose is it? Did you talk to her? Was she with her aunt? Bruno: I don’t know, no, and no. Mack: Man.. Alma, what a woman. I really fucked that up.

Bruno: You said it. Mack: [sighs] Is that what’s on your mind? You getting broody? Bruno: I-.. I guess I’ve been wondering why you never give me a hard time, like you do with Leah.

Mack: That was her job, y’know? It’s pointless mithering you about it, Bruno. You’re too loyal for your own good. Bruno: Maybe I’ve been loyal to the wrong people? Mack: Goddammit; be careful. If you’re gonna shake the cage, you better not upset the bird, or it’ll cost you your life.

Alea: Bruno! You better have pants on, ‘cause I’m comin’ in... Bruno: I want my key back. Alea: No deal. Get up! We’re goin’ to Mack’s.

Bruno: I don’t want to. Alea: I’ll drag you if I have to. Bruno: I’d like to see you try. Alea: Please? Just for a few hours. Bruno: [groans] Alea: Takin’ that as compliance.

…

Bruno: Why’re you doing this? You hate hanging out at Mack’s. Alea: You mean Mack hates me... Bruno: Hate is a strong word. Alea: Whatever. Ivan asked me t’check on you. Bruno: Oh... He came round a few days ago, I kinda kicked him out. Alea: Of course you did. …

Kobe: Hey Leah, lookin’ good. Alea: Shut up, Kobe. Kobe: [chuckles] I love it when you’re mean to me.

Alea: Don’t look at me like that, none of this was my doin’. Mack: Keep telling yourself that. Alea: I can’t do anythin’-... Mack: You could, you just choose not to. Alea: I’m tryin’ to help. Mack: If you wanted to help, then you shouldn’t have given up.