Dirty Little Secret

The name's Anthony DeLuca. Drive rich kids to prom at 7:00. Entertain their dads at midnight. 

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zekexxxanderson:

“Vocalizing? You mean talking?”

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“No, I mean vocalizing. If I meant talking, I would’ve said talking. Rough day?”

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luca-cavaliere:

Need a job? You know I’m always here.

Yeah, but you say that with a glimmer in your eye, and that makes me nervous.

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thebentleyaffaire:

“I don’t believe you would, if they like you they’ll probably hire you and then just watch you for a few weeks. You’ll just have to show them what you can do and what not. It’s a comedy club, so sorry to disappoint if you expected like a strip club or whatever.”

“To be honest, I was sorta hopin’ it wasn’t that kind of club. I’m in enough of those all week. I drive the bachelor party circuit, you know? Not that I thought you worked in a strip joint or any of that shit. I really do appreciate this. I forget people do nice shit sometimes.”

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holder–bryne:

“Well, my asshole of a coworker made me move some boxes without clearing the way and I almost cut my thumb off on this blade that someone left lying around. Instead of reprimanding the guy, my boss threaten to cut my paycheck. After I came back from the hospital with my thumb all fixed, I promptly turn in everything I had and flipped him off. I’ve never felt better in my life.” 

“Shit. If I were you, I’d find someone to pretend to be a lawyer and scare the shit out of them. I mean, mostly for kicks, but, hey, could be worth a few yucks. Nothing like making an asshole squirm.”

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the-anastasia-maximoff:

“You seem to have a lot of excuses,” Anastasia mused. “You do not have to come with me, it is just a nice day and I would rather spend it outside then locked up inside. I am stuck in a bar all day or all night and I hardly see Chicago during the daytime.”

“I know. I’m a pain in the ass,” Anthony said with a shrug. “I stay inside too much, and it makes me miserable and unapproachable. But what ca you do, huh? Chicago during the day, though. It’s cleaner than New York, so...you know, doesn’t hurt to look around, I guess.” 

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thebentleyaffaire:

“Don’t mention it, really. I have to stop by the club after I get my son from school tomorrow, so I can grab you more information on it and get some phone numbers for you. I’ll just shove them in your mailbox instead of hunting you down, too.” Bentley smiled back at him. 

“Thanks. You know, I probably wouldn’t answer the door anyway. Do I need a resume? I don’t think I’ve ever had a resume. What kind of club is this anyway, huh?”

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reid-hawthorne:

And exactly how much time do you have on your hands? I’m not jumpy, you’re just quiet as fuck.

Lately? Too much. But, nah, I got elephant feet. Maybe you’re, like, narcoleptic or something. Caught you in the middle of a power nap. 

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zekexxxanderson:

“Did you want something? Or-”

Like, in particular? Nah. I just thought we were vocalizing.

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lifeofmeganromano:

Ookay! My field of study is also what I always dreamed of…so, I’d like to continue studying.

Didn’t know following your dreams could suck so hard. 

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luca-cavaliere:

Aren’t you always? I feel like you’ve dropped off the grid for a while. Avoiding me?

Yeah, well, my whole career is based off bein’ seen and not heard. You learn to pick up a lot. And you know, just...work troubles. And money troubles. Just troubles in general and shit. Sort of been laying low, I guess. 

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luca-cavaliere:

“Sei un fottuto idiota? Come cazzo pensi che mi fa guardare? Si dovrebbe conoscere meglio, ormai, Gesù cazzo! Cosa hai pensato che stavo per ha- devo andare,” venom dripped from his voice. He hung up and looked over at the other person, a war going on inside the man. “May I help you?”

“Il mio italiano è orribile.” Anthony put his hands up in mock arrest, watching the man with an uncertainly quirked brow. “Sounds bad. Not asking. Just...you know, eavesdropping.”

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zekexxxanderson:

“Shit….”

Huh. Same.

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reid-hawthorne:

Jesus.. how long have you been there?

All day. Spend my spare  time sneaking up on people. Jesus, dude. You always this jumpy?

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holder–bryne:

“Guess who had two thumbs and just lost her job at a shitty place? This girl!”

“You don’t have two thumbs anymore? They take them when they fired you?”

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axbeautifulxnightmare:

“I did that once- it didn’t look that bad actually. I’m in need of a haircut”

“Well, there ya go. Problem solved.”

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milesjcarraway:

“That’s because I probably have just as much of a potty mouth as you, once you get to know me, that is. It’s sort of hard to actually hold myself back at work sometimes with clients. I’m from Long Island, I can’t fucking help it.” Miles leaned back in his chair, chuckling at his own comment.

“Clients, huh? Sounds fancy, but I get it. Can’t curse in front of mine either...unless, they start it,” Anthony said with a shrug. “New Yorker, huh? Brooklyn myself. Miss the old neighborhood.”

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lifeofmeganromano:

Well, leaving wasn’t an option for me!

It’s always an option. The hardknocks club has a strict more the merrier policy.