CW: MENTIONS OF ALCHOL!!!!
You sit in the bar room of the small apartment next to one of your buddy's who goes by the name Melone. You have a glass of whisky sitting in front of you and you play with the edge.
You've been apart of La Squadra for the past couple of years and you have an impeccable stand ability. You have the ability to pull out any item that you've put in you jacket pocket. Small items likes knifes and guns are easy to each and are more manageable, but you could also pull out people and statues. It dosent weigh you down either so you are good for quick situations. The only downfall is that you can only bring out items that you've stuffed on your jacket before hand, while that, it's an infinite space.
As you sit on the barstool next to Melone, he leans to you and Says "do you think the boss would be a light weight?." Surprised by the sudden question you look at him while you cock an eyebrow. You kinda just look around to find a way to answer the question. "Want to make a bet?" Formaggio says as he comes up behind you. "I bet 20 bucks that our boss is a lightweight." He says as he reaches out his hand. You see this as an unfair bet , you've been here less then they have and you've also never seen this man drink, knowing the disadvantage, you reach out you hand and shake on it.
Your boss walks in as you release from the handshake, good timing you think. "Boss, would you like a drink?" You say as you pull out a glass. He just looks at you, nods, and takes a seat next to you. You pour four glasses for everyone around the table, everyone takes their glass. You rise the glass to your mouth while stealing a glance over by Rissoto. He looks hesitant. It's the same drink as yours you think. Maybe he's really never had a drink like that before. Then, he takes the whole glass and drinks it all in one whole gulp.
With these glasses and drinks, it takes one person at least three gulps to finish the glass, making the drink very strong. You just glance over at formmagio in defeat. You look at your boss. His checks looks slightly flushed and his shoulders are hanging low. We all just look at him in confusion. Head still hanging low he grabs the bottle and pours himself another glass. You and Melone just look at each other in a he needed this look.
He chugs down the glass again spilling some this time. He looks up and bursts out in laughter. His face looks kinda tired so it scares you at first. Your boss, Risotto Nero, Was a light weight. And you just earned yourself 20 bucks on a long shot bet.
You look at Formaggio and hold out your hand, as he placed crumpled 20 dollar bill in your hand
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Hc story page thing idfk
FanficI making story's out of hc's that pop in my head idk so it's like a one shot page?!??