Tending to You

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"Another hard days work over." Alice expressed as she wiped down the remaining tables that hadn't been stacked with chairs.

It was rather late and she couldn't wait to get home to rest up, she had been working everyday for the past week.

"Well, once you put that crate downstairs in the cellar it will be." FP added with a smirk as he picked up the last remaining chair onto the table.

Rolling her eyes, she titled her head to side and an unimpressed look spread over her face as she looked over at him.

"Keys?" She asked.

He reached into his back pocket, pulling them out and throwing them her way. She caught them carefully in move.

"Thank you!" He called out as she turned around and made her way down the stairs, leaving him alone to collect tips and takings behind the bar at the till.

"You know you really wanna be careful leaving this door open."

He halted instantly at the sound of the familiar voice that appeared to laced with a sinister tone. Slowly rising his head, his eyes landed upon the cobra herself.

"You don't know what's lurking around these streets, especially this late." She added with a sly smirk before leaning up against the door.

She stood there confidently, hands in pockets and shoulders back, but with an heir of anger about her that FP seemed to sense radiate off her.

She slowly approached him, baring her pearly white teeth and flicking the corner of her mouth to the side in confidence.

"I don't have time for your bullshit Penny." He snarled, leaning over the bar with his fingers gripping onto it.

The amount of rage that surged through him in Penny's presence stunned him, she was just that much of an unpleasant person.

"Bullshit?" She repeated feigning confusion. "Nobody here is entertaining bullshit, I just came to talk." She finished before folding her arms

"Get out!" He spat pointing towards the door.

"You see, that stash you took from Toni and flushed? Lost me quite a bit of cash, diminished business a little." She informed him.

He scoffed. "Am I supposed to give a fuck? It's the least you deserve." He seethed as he angrily approached her.

"I'm sick of your shit Penny." He spat, getting directly into her face, hoping to intimidate her into leaving. "You're gonna stop using and manipulating the Serpents once and for all."

He may not have been affiliated with gang anymore, and he may have retired, but he was still a serpent at heart, and they were still his family.

"Tired of me running a respectable business-" She bragged before being interrupted

"Beating up kids and using people to smuggle your poison over the border is a business now?" He repeated before bursting out into bellyaching laughter. "Get a real job like the rest of us."

"Quit the high and might act Forsythe, at least I'm still in the gang." She added with a suggestive head tilt as she poked her tongue in her cheek and smirk at him.

"You don't deserve that damn jacket." He seethed, flapping the collar of her leather serpent jacket. The fact that she wore it with such pride all while destroying the hand and turning on her own enraged him.

"You're a traitor, as far as I'm concerned, and all you've done is cause trouble for the gang." He stated sternly, and he was right, the serpents has been getting into more trouble ever since Penny took on a more leadership role. "Now get out, before I throw you out. Some of us have families to go home to." He bluntly added before turning around.

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