We All Have Our Curses

We All Have Our Curses

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"Arthur! You fucking told Polly and Sadie that she could work here?" He questioned. Tommy took a drag off the cigarette in his hand and then looked away from you towards Arthur, who shrugged "She said she had to get out of that house John. Look it's been a month-" John cut him off "Oh Fuck off, Arthur! I don't give a shit how long it's been. You saw what he fucking did to her!" John shouted as he pointed behind himself to where you stood. Tommy grabbed a bottle of whiskey from the bar top and poured himself a drink. Arthur looked at you with sadness, then back at John who waited for an answer. Tommy set the empty glass back down on the the bar "John,-" he started but was stopped by John. "No Tommy! I listened to you before and look what fucking happened!" He said lowering his voice. Tommy's blue eyes looked past his brother to you and then back.
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Dorothy Monroe is a petite woman with a heart too big for her chest. She's pure, kind, she looked at the world and determined all the colours of nature were miracles and needed to be remembered. She's loved photography ever since her father brought a camera home and even had a gift with the newly designed lenses ever since she could wrap her small hands around the clunks of metal. Thomas Shelby: gangster; and war hero; he reads the devils script as if it were the morning newspaper - the list will go on. I don't need to say much more, you already know him. The Shelby family, as part of Tommy's expansion plan, bought a large area of the woods on the outskirts of Small Heath, far away from the Birmingham smog, there they built safe houses and kept heavy machinery; maybe even once they kept a large crate of stolen guns, supposedly belonging to the Government. Unbeknownst to Dorothy, who stumbled around the woods (a bulky camera in hand), she had explored the woods many times, taking photos of all the things that shined bright enough, but had never come across the peculiar buildings that held many dangers. That is, of course, until she knocks upon one of the doors, ready to give an earful to whoever had built over this precious patch of land, only to come face to face with one Thomas Shelby. -loosely follows the plot of season 1- *disclaimer* I do not own the Peaky Blinders or any of Steven Knights characters, only the story of Dorothy and her own plot line. This trope is cliche and overused, but idc, I like it.

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