Remember Why We Do What We Do

Chapter 2: Egotistical

~~Richie~~

It's been about 7 years since I woke up in this strange place and I've since learned everyone's name. I'm in a gang and my father is the mob boss and Francis is his second. 

I knew I didn't like Francis but now I resent him with all my being, and he is literally just like Jackson. Other than looks he might as well be Jackson, nothing but an egotistical jock with something to prove and that's that he is the best. 

I've gotten better at being the new me as best I can from what I observe and because of the year smoking is not illegal. Francis and I are going to this tailor shop to investigate something called the outfit. 

Once there we greet English and why we don't call him by his name I don't really know but I do as they do so I can survive long enough to maybe find a way home. Once there I speak, I walk over to English saying "Oh, wow. It's a nice one." He again doesn't say anything but responds with "Mm-hmm."

I then say wondering "Yeah, that's really nice. You making that for my pops?" He then speaks actual words saying, "Not this one."

I then say dumbfounded at him speaking as from all the time I've gotten to know everyone I learned English hardly ever talks "You're making those fine threads for somebody else, Who?" He then says in a complete sentence "Master Richie, you know I can't talk about my gentlemen."

I then ask "Huh. Is that what we are? Your gentlemen." He remains quiet and I say whipping his ass with my gloves "Whoa, get a load of English. Keeping his lips shut tight."

He then looks at me then at his work as he says, "Your father was here." I then say "Oh, yeah?"

He continues "Uh... yesterday. He said your business is undergoing some manner of expansion. He said I should plan on making you a new suit to celebrate."

I then ask to Francis "Francis, what do you think? New threads? Long as we're here?" He then says, "Not tonight."

I try to convince him "Hey, come on. We got time." He keeps his foot down saying, "Not tonight." He holds up a letter and my jaw drops "Oh, shiiit. Is that from the Outfit?" 

He gives me a look and I groan rolling my eyes, I turn to English saying, "Hey English why don't you go check on that fine secretary of yours." He gets up saying "Excuse me for a moment." He leaves shutting the door as Francis and I discuss what to do.