𝐆𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐃𝐄𝐑 » thomas shelby

seven

Dora sits, after her day in the flower shop, in the Garrison. The pub isn't that crowded yet, beacuse it is just five pm, most are still at work. More suprised reacts Dorothy when the door opens and a nervous looking John walks inside, his eyes wander around the pub and meet Dora's. The man gestures for her to follow him into the private room.

After closing the door behind the two, Dora takes a seat opposites John, who fiddles with the wodden stick in his mouth. She takes a sip from the glass that she took with her in the room, and looks at the nervous man concerned. "You alright there, Johnny?"

John looks at her and nods. "I called a family meeting, Arthur, Tommy and Polly should be here soon."

Dora nods and stays quiet while watching the man. A few seconds later the door opens and Arthur walks inside, he greets his brother and Dorothy and walks to the window to order a whisky and a few glasses, he then sits down and the three stay quiet until Tommy and Polly join. Tommy throws the brunette a secret soft glance when he enters, and then closes the door after Polly walks through and takes a seat next to Dora.

"All right John, there's only one man... No." He denies the drink that Arthur holds out for him and continues. "There's only one man guarding the house. What's troubling you?"

John clears his throat. "Polly, you know what it's been like. Since Martha died."

"God takes the best first." Polly puts her hand forward in an understanding and sorrowful manner.

"Truth is, my kids have been running bloody rings around me. Running barefoot with the dogs until all hours." Explains the younger Shelby.

Behind his brother Tommy rubs his face and sighs. "Pol, give him ten bob for some shoes. Is that it, John?"

Dora shakes her head at Tommy's lack of sympathy. "Tommy, stop being an asshole."

"Tommy, it would be better to do this without you." Points Polly out, looking at the man, who sighs annoyed, before she looks at John. "Now what's your point?" 

"What the kids need is a mother. So that's why I'm getting married." John looks at the table while Arthur, Polly and Dora share glances.

"Does this poor girl know you're going to marry her, or are you going to spring it on her all of a sudden?" Asks Polly her nephew.

"I already proposed and she said, 'Yes'."  John says nervously.

"I think there's a shell about to land and go bang." Tommy lights himself a cigarette while Dorothy looks from him to his younger brother expectant.

"It's, er... It's Lizzy Stark." Dora starts laughing behind a fist that she puts in front of her mouth.

"John, Lizzy Stark is a strong woman, and I'm sure she provides a fine service for her customers." Starts Polly amused.