#graciagallardc

location: medusa

Every single time he felt he had reached rock bottom, he does something or says something that just makes him realize he can go even lower. The last thing he had expected to do was get into a fight with Grey, but that ugly, dark thing in him that didn't want to deal with all the loss had reared its head and Dom had to remove himself from the situation before he hurt Grey and himself even more. Getting out of the club, he sat down by the curb, head in his shaky hands when he heard footsteps nearing him. "The fuck you want?" He asked, even though he didn't know who it was.

location: medusa

"You lot hot as fuck," Fey said, clapping her hands together before she reached over the bar to hand Gracia a shot. "To you, babe. May this outfit get you the best lay of your life and give you the courage to show your tits off more in the future. Cheers," she said, downing the shot with a satisfied smile. "Now. Onto business. You got your eye on anybody here?"

Monroe: hey, gracia.

location: his backyard

"So what have you been up to since I last saw you?" Santi asked, casually kicking the ball towards Gracia as they enjoyed the cool afternoon air. Summer might be his favorite season, but he definitely didn't mind the change into cooler temperatures, and especially because Halloween was coming up soon. "Did you go to that Wild West party? You didn't touch the bull, did you?"