"Trace, could it have been somebody from the robbery you heard?" Tyler hadn't even pondered that possibility til he got to the bar office and slumped next to the teen on the couch 🛋️ zoned in front of the tv.
Traci eyed a balled up fist, claddagh ring 💍 the focal point 👉☝️🤘🧐😯😘💟 of all concentration. "Maybe it was those smash and grabbers they were trying to hide in the studio and woke shamrock ☘️ up!" Index 👉☝️🤘🧐😯😘💟 finger jabbing a balled up fist ✊👊 breaking a hole thru a pawn shop window 🪟.
"You ready?" Tyler says now over the bar counter, glazed eyes hanging toward Elena and Traci, apprehensive.
"Gotta take out the trash." Traci mumbling under muted breath, thinking about the side work. "How long we gotta stay there?"
Tyler thought it over for a minute. People would be taking off around the seventy five minute mark unless it was close. "Hour, hour and a half tops. They'll be trying to catch anybody they missed on the way in when they're taking off."
There was always live music at the bars after the match and sometimes the festival was just getting started.
—
Tyler steps into the frat bar 🍻🍺 having paid his cover 📔. Creepy older guy coming in to scope the crowd, he knew they knew we he was really there and they swarmed.
"Hey OG, what you into." Straight to business. "Business in the front party in the back."
Tyler pulls out his forty. "I've got friends in town for the weekend, y'all got me?"
"We gotcha covered man roll 🥐 back with me."
Tyler overhears low smack talk in the back office, back with two baggies. You couldn't very much tell the difference with their stuff, but it was a little sawed off around the edges like it had actually been cut by a clamp. Wasn't their stuff.
"Thanks, Tyler 😊 smiles. "I'll be back around if we up."
Nods all around, he bounces like a snake 🐍 in a can sprung.
There was no other game in town, he knew. Plenty of other ways to get dosed and slim down 👇👎. These guys had to be trying to step 🪜.
Tyler steps thru the swinging bar doors, and walks into Traci looking down at a baggie on the ground and a surly man eyeing him.
Cadé isso moleque? Where'd you get that?
Eee su é Droga? Traci queries back quietly.
Vc pega cualquer coisa que encontra no chão, qual é o seu?
I don't know what you mean, Traci murmurs.
Deixa pra lá moleque. Leave it where you found it. Blows a cloud 🌨️ of smoke
4.
"Trace, could it have been somebody from the robbery you heard?" Tyler hadn't even pondered that possibility til he got to the bar office and slumped next to the teen on the couch 🛋️ zoned in front of the tv.
Traci eyed a balled up fist, claddagh ring 💍 the focal point 👉☝️🤘🧐😯😘💟 of all concentration. "Maybe it was those smash and grabbers they were trying to hide in the studio and woke shamrock ☘️ up!" Index 👉☝️🤘🧐😯😘💟 finger jabbing a balled up fist ✊👊 breaking a hole thru a pawn shop window 🪟.
"You ready?" Tyler says now over the bar counter, glazed eyes hanging toward Elena and Traci, apprehensive.
"Gotta take out the trash." Traci mumbling under muted breath, thinking about the side work. "How long we gotta stay there?"
Tyler thought it over for a minute. People would be taking off around the seventy five minute mark unless it was close. "Hour, hour and a half tops. They'll be trying to catch anybody they missed on the way in when they're taking off."
There was always live music at the bars after the match and sometimes the festival was just getting started.
—
Tyler steps into the frat bar 🍻🍺 having paid his cover 📔. Creepy older guy coming in to scope the crowd, he knew they knew we he was really there and they swarmed.
"Hey OG, what you into." Straight to business. "Business in the front party in the back."
Tyler pulls out his forty. "I've got friends in town for the weekend, y'all got me?"
"We gotcha covered man roll 🥐 back with me."
Tyler overhears low smack talk in the back office, back with two baggies. You couldn't very much tell the difference with their stuff, but it was a little sawed off around the edges like it had actually been cut by a clamp. Wasn't their stuff.
"Thanks, Tyler 😊 smiles. "I'll be back around if we up."
Nods all around, he bounces like a snake 🐍 in a can sprung.
There was no other game in town, he knew. Plenty of other ways to get dosed and slim down 👇👎. These guys had to be trying to step 🪜.
Tyler steps thru the swinging bar doors, and walks into Traci looking down at a baggie on the ground and a surly man eyeing him.
Cadé isso moleque? Where'd you get that?
Eee su é Droga? Traci queries back quietly.
Vc pega cualquer coisa que encontra no chão, qual é o seu?
I don't know what you mean, Traci murmurs.
Deixa pra lá moleque. Leave it where you found it. Blows a cloud 🌨️ of smoke
Trace, is this guy bothering you?
Saia da minha frente cara
Huh? What do you mean
You should leave