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Post by Lupus on Nov 30, 2016 23:52:47 GMT -8
In Rasul's Apartment, Rasul Wakes up, and feeds his 'Mice' Work wasn't for a few hours, so he lights the day's first cigarette and drinks coffee while Ironing his suit, and trimming his beard. He polishes his Jewelry, and cleans his Sunglasses. this isn't a giant Tree, but It's Home.
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Post by DekuNut on Dec 3, 2016 20:12:55 GMT -8
Alwin wakes up hung over. He reaches for his bedside table, grasping for the water bottle he knew was there. Placing it above his mouth, he just lets the water drip in, not wanting to lift his head. Today was gonna be one of those days.
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Post by Lupus on Dec 3, 2016 20:49:13 GMT -8
She was in bed with him. Sometimes its better not to ask. She doesnt really have an address. She just alternates nights with each of them. Rasul has her on the Couch on his nights. Al has none such luck. Shes sure nothing happened, but the fact she was wearing Al's shirt says otherwise. "You ever miss Bella? I mean she is quite the catch i've heard. Well its Saturday so I'll see you in 30 for breakfast" Morgan says with a smile
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Post by DekuNut on Dec 4, 2016 16:33:08 GMT -8
Al doesn't even respond. It's the morning... not his favorite time of day. He walks over to the kitchen and pours himself some coffee. He has his coffee maker set to wake up a half hour before he does, so it's already got liquid life inside it when he makes his way over. He takes a sip, then heaves himself onto the couch. He won't be doing much talking any time soon. Al is not a morning person.
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Post by Lupus on Dec 4, 2016 16:44:51 GMT -8
Morgan hangs up his shirt and leaves his apartment and goes to Rasul's. She knos, and Rasul Answers in a Greatful Dead shirt and house shoes "Its too early for this shit, Miss Morgan" "Sweet Rasul, where's your cheer?" "Woman. My cheer is illegal" Rasul says as he readies his water pipe "If Al catches us he'll be pissed" Rasul says as he readies the pipe and puts on 1950s cartoons
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Post by DekuNut on Dec 4, 2016 22:28:14 GMT -8
Al sits on his couch, wearing his boxers and sipping his coffee, his mind still bogged down from sleep.
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Post by Lupus on Dec 4, 2016 22:40:27 GMT -8
Cheech and chong were laughing at some MGM tomfoolery with cats, mice, and dogs
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Post by DekuNut on Dec 4, 2016 23:24:53 GMT -8
About a half hour later, Al makes his way towards the closet. He gets into his suit and heads for the hallway, his headache subsided.
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Post by Lupus on Dec 4, 2016 23:30:07 GMT -8
Rasul and Morgan exit Rasul's apartment, wearing sunglasses. stoned as fuck
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Post by DekuNut on Dec 4, 2016 23:47:49 GMT -8
Al walks up behind the pair, "Have fun?"
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Post by Lupus on Dec 4, 2016 23:55:04 GMT -8
Rasul straightens his tie "whatever do you mean, Mister Red?" "remind me... to get you Volcanic Soil... the bud is good"
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Post by DekuNut on Dec 5, 2016 0:08:19 GMT -8
"Ras, I may be hung over, but I'm not stupid."
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Post by Lupus on Dec 5, 2016 0:22:12 GMT -8
a blonde pours out of the room, coughing " jesus, Ras... you need to patent that shit" "fuck you, Phyllis"
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Post by DekuNut on Dec 8, 2016 23:33:13 GMT -8
Al doesn't even glance back at her. Figures. He reaches under his shirt and rubs a scar on his stomach. A long cut down his right side. He got it years ago, but sometimes it still hurts. Memories have a way of doing that.
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Post by Lupus on Dec 9, 2016 13:51:31 GMT -8
Rasul cusps his hands together "so. where are we going for breakfast, Miss Morgan" Rasul says, as if turning on a switch Morgan twirls a bit, giggly " lets go to Red's Diner"
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Post by DekuNut on Dec 9, 2016 22:54:37 GMT -8
"What's with you people and that place anyways?" Al asks, "You act like there's no other diners in the entire city. And it's not even the best one either."
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Post by Lupus on Dec 9, 2016 23:38:45 GMT -8
"Miss Morgan, it Seems Mr. Red would prefer elsewhere" "Well i suppose we could go to the Downhome Cooking"
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Post by DekuNut on Dec 10, 2016 0:30:34 GMT -8
"Nope," Al says quickly, "Reds is fine."
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Post by Lupus on Dec 10, 2016 0:48:11 GMT -8
Rasul hums the into to a tv show about a bar as they reach the elevator. all 4 enter. the one with the iPad slides it down to 1. somehow this actually works like an elevator and not a death fall. rather express though
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Post by DekuNut on Dec 11, 2016 11:04:23 GMT -8
"The glories of actually having Gwenevire in the elevator with you," Al says, rejoicing in the ride and stepping out quickly.
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