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Dead Weight (Pestovo Country Club)
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Xander smiled -- rather Luc smiled, though there was nothing to con here. Emily Shale was an america business woman with her finger in charity edges. And he wasn't really here for that type of work, that was Krisitian or Alexis, now Luc was more about the man down the bar from them. But he held outhis hand. "Luc Rios."

The other man chimed in unwanted agreeance and Luc chuckled. "No worries, fra*. I didn't catch your last match, had to leave early that night. How'd it go?"

The bar tender brough each of them a fresh round even though they weren't even close to finishing their drinks. "Seems that the winter storm has gone and snowed everyone it. You will all be stuck here for the foreseable future, This one's on the house. I'm sure we can find accomodations should anyone need to retire before the night is out. It was a quiet day with all the snow already."

"Well fuck!" Stuck in the same place as someone the other man had already met. Kristian better not slip the fuck out.




*fra = an italian slang like mate/bro/dude (according to ai google search i did)
"The greatest friend to a con artist is lack of knowledge." ~ Jane King


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RE: Dead Weight (Pestovo Country Club) - by Xander - 05-24-2026, 11:33 AM

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