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stelladay:
stella happened to like the little bit of money she had to her name. she was able to live comfortably, at least on her own terms. she didn’t gamble. not only did she not know how to, but stella wasn’t exactly a fan of losing the little bit of savings she had. still, she found the games were interesting, poker especially. she liked to watch, get herself dressed up for the night, and go the casino. she liked to watch how people lied, their tells, if they’d get what they wanted. that was a whole different game than poker was. she wasn’t however expecting her boss to start speaking to her. sure, she may have been manager of housekeeping, but what title was that compared to being the owner? she wasn’t even sure if he knew her name. still, she was a professional, even off of work hours. “mr. rossi, it’s good to see you,” she greeted him with a smile on her face. “oh, i don’t play, i’m just watching, really.”
one attribute angelo rossi lived by was that he treated his staff ( business family or the employees of the hotel ) the same way every rossi male that ran synn did before him. with respect. this, after all was a family business and no family ran without regard and respect. studying the blonde before him, rossi rummaged the index of his mind to place the name to the face of the woman before him. “miss day, right? you don’t get enough time here in on the clock?” he queried, cocking a brow as his smile ignited in a more genuine fashion. “never the less, it’s always a pleasure.” the raspy chuckle was almost involuntary as he pondered over the idea of someone in the hospitality business not dabbling a bit in the gambling scene. it was an admirable quality, but one he himself didn’t possess. “so you don’t play because you don’t know how or because you don’t like to?” angelo asked from genuine curiosity holding up his index finger to pause their conversation to grab the passing floor lead of the evening, “make sure anything miss day gets tonight is on the house for her and her party, if she has one.” with a quick shake of hands he waved them off on their way, returning to the femme at his side. “whatever you need, it’s on us tonight. we’ll say call it a thank you for all the hard work.”
“somebody better be dead or god damn close to dying… do i look like i’m back here fuckin’ around? i’m busy.” angelo warned, getting up from his desk and adjusting the jacket what adorned his shoulders accordingly. christopher should’ve covered the walk through of the casino floor two hours ago... yet here he was, getting ripped away from planning tomorrows drop to make face and shake hands with tourists and visitors. which meant it was time to play the part of charming. easy. per usual, two members of his business family trailed a safe distance behind him as soon as he hit the floor of the casino’s busy floor. “i have an hour before i need to go make sure the girls are good over at the club, one of you idiots fuckin’ find someone handle this... now.” he warning behind him to the two before easily switching his persona mode to angelo: the owner of synn hotel. shaking hands was painless, offering hellos, asking how stays were handled meticulously. stopping at one of the black jack tables, the blond perched against the empty space, smiling over at the dealer with a smirk, turning his attention and blue eyes to the person occupying chair at the table, “how’s your night going? good game?”
jaydawgs:
Jayden had always been fascinated with being a security guard and a bouncer because they always got to beat the fuck out of drunk fucking assholes. He had just finished his shift as he grabbed a monster and walks out of the club and bumped into someone because he was texting “Shit. I’m so sorry. Are you okay?” He said as he put his hand out to ether catch them or help them up.
there was business to be handled, which meant angelo was out collecting outstanding debts. usually, he didn’t handle pubic business outside of his hotel, but after the day he had there were hardly any patience left to sit back and let other people handle problems he could deal with himself. a rossi man moved for no one and upon being ambushed by an on looker paying little attention to his surroundings, he made a mental reminder to keep himself calm, cool, and collected. he stumbled back from the collision but didn’t fall, though he turned back to make sure his two associates in the car remained just that - in the car. “watching where your going in a public setting are basic morals.” angelo scuffed, brushing off the jacket to his suit as his lip curled in disgust at the extended hand in his direction, “i’m fine. although, maybe consider being aware of your surroundings next time.”
( ANGELO ROSSI, CIS MALE ) was just spotted outside Synn Hotel. I’ve heard they are ( THIRTY-FIVE ) and look a lot like ( CHARLIE HUNNAM ). You know, I hear you can normally find them working as a ( HOTEL OWNER / MADE MAN IN THE MAFIA ). Some would describe them as ( CHARMING & ADDICTIVE ) but, ( VIOLENT & MANIPULATIVE ) as well. You know, they’re pretty much known as ( THE GANGSTER ). ( BROOKE, 25, SHE / HER, PST )
TW: VIOLENCE, DRINKING, DRUG USE, CRIME
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