A crazy night- Closed Rp
@asks-n-trolls
There was once a time where he wanted to get out of his city. Go somewhere nicer where the smell of metal and gun powder guns didn’t greet him every second of everyday. A quiet life- BANG - FUCKIN SHIT
Yeah..
..a quiet life would be nice wouldnt it. Marsello sighed. "c'est la vie" Maybe after this whole mess he could get a drink. Not there was really anything else to do in this part of town but drink. He liked his boss Mrs. Daecroft he really did, but her retirement caused such a stir and now a few small gangs were stupid enough to try and snag her territory. But even that annoyance can occasionally cause problems. One of which landed his sorry ass on the other side of the city with a shit leg.
The sun was nearly rising as he stumbled around, dipping in and out of alleys, trying to what shops around had their windows a little too loose. Thudding footsteps echoed in the distance- guess those fuckers were smarter than he thought. If they found him, he'd be killed.. And if someone else found him...well, probably same outcome considering his blood but it was worth the risk. Consciously he knew he had to keep moving, but fuck above he just he loosing too much blood to be as discreet. The mobster looked around before spotting a window, with beautifully delicate vines curling out of its edges. A gorgeous plant, and a perfect opportunity- As fast as he could he carefully climbed and wrung his way through the window, managing to jimmy it open quietly enough.
Was this- a book shop? Now whether this a blessing or a curse he couldnt tell, but he'd take it.
