#substanceandclass

i was bargaining for finn’s murder, but by all means, kill two birds with one stone

               IF   EVER   GUILT   WEIGHED   UPON   THE   SHOULDERS   OF   THOMAS   SHELBY   it   was   now.   standing   outside   the   prison,   sombre   look   etched   ‘cross   tired   features.   time   had   not   been   on   his   side.   while   his   brothers   had   been   spared   from   the   gallows,   Michael   had   not   been   so   lucky.   thomas   was   unsure   if   his   aunt   had   gotten   the   news   her   son   had   been   hung,   &&   if   not,   he   wasn’t   sure   he   had   the   heart   to   tell   her. 

//  POTENTIAL ANGST MEME  , accepting  !

//  ANGST  MEME  ,  accepting  ! 

By this point in time, she was familiar with the pub where the Blinders ran their business, and she hoped she stuck out less, though it was doubtful. She didn’t look like the sort of woman she saw hanging around there, when there were women in there at all, and for that she was glad. Still, she had become more comfortable in that setting, more assured of herself. 

It threw her for a loop then, when a young man (much younger than herself, perhaps not even nineteen) approached her as she was leaving the police station and gave her a folded note, upon which was written an address, followed by a signature she figured was “T. Shelby.” After a quick thank you to the young man, she set off in search of the address, thinking better than to ask anyone for directions (if she did, she figured she would create some elaborate story about visiting a colleague who lived on that street, nothing more), and, in the back of her mind, aware of the passage of time and the possibility of being late to the meeting if she didn’t find the address in time. 

Once she finally reached the address, she was stunned to find a bustling premise, the exact business of which she didn’t think to determine, as she was wary of running late. She made her way through the main room, dark eyes searching for Thomas Shelby, and upon failing to find him, she wondered if she was, in fact, early. 

‘    —  sorry.  i didn’t really think anyone would be here this early. ’  in addition to  his official vocation,  bonnie continued to help his father,  as well as run a few errands of various legalities for the shelbys.  it was due to the latter that the raven haired boy had let himself into the company office at such an hour. 

gentle eyes looked at the other with an apology in their doeskin hues.   he wasn’t sure that he had truly scared her ( he wasn’t sure if polly shelby could be scared ),  but he felt the apology was still appropriate. . .  this was more her territory than his.