TillForPie
First Post
Agnasci
Big Rich makes his way to the couch and drops onto it like he owns the place. He gestures to a nearby armchair before tearing open the case of beer and pulling free a can, opening it with a crack and setting it down on the table. It's not an offer, but a demand. He gets a second beer for himself and is about to open it when he freezes at the sound of a woman's voice.
"I told you I don't want you around here anymore, BR." Rachel's standing in the doorway to the bedroom, a bathrobe pulled closed around her.
Crack. Rich opens his beer and takes a sip. "Why don't you go on back in your room, honey? Give us boys some privacy."
Rachel considers Rich anxiously, glancing aside at Agnasci for... anything. She summons her courage and steps out of the bedroom. "No, Rich," her voice raised, "You need to get the hell out of here."
Quick as thunder and with a voice to match, Big Rich is on his feet with a fat finger pointed at her. "GET BACK IN YOUR HOLE." His roar hurts Agnasci's ears and sends Rachel tumbling back into her bedroom, slamming and locking the door behind her.
He settles back onto the couch, taking a few more sips of beer and letting out a long sigh. "You need to get control of that woman, little buddy." Little buddy. His tone is never not patronizing. He smiles, the rage from a moment ago forgotten. "Here for business. But first: You got that stuff?"
Big Rich makes his way to the couch and drops onto it like he owns the place. He gestures to a nearby armchair before tearing open the case of beer and pulling free a can, opening it with a crack and setting it down on the table. It's not an offer, but a demand. He gets a second beer for himself and is about to open it when he freezes at the sound of a woman's voice.
"I told you I don't want you around here anymore, BR." Rachel's standing in the doorway to the bedroom, a bathrobe pulled closed around her.
Crack. Rich opens his beer and takes a sip. "Why don't you go on back in your room, honey? Give us boys some privacy."
Rachel considers Rich anxiously, glancing aside at Agnasci for... anything. She summons her courage and steps out of the bedroom. "No, Rich," her voice raised, "You need to get the hell out of here."
Quick as thunder and with a voice to match, Big Rich is on his feet with a fat finger pointed at her. "GET BACK IN YOUR HOLE." His roar hurts Agnasci's ears and sends Rachel tumbling back into her bedroom, slamming and locking the door behind her.
He settles back onto the couch, taking a few more sips of beer and letting out a long sigh. "You need to get control of that woman, little buddy." Little buddy. His tone is never not patronizing. He smiles, the rage from a moment ago forgotten. "Here for business. But first: You got that stuff?"