♦ FORGOTTENDAME . ﹙ ᴛᴀᴡɴᴀ ʙᴀɴᴅɪᴄᴏᴏᴛ ﹚
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Tawna and Pinstripe
( 💌 ) It was almost midnight, after a long day of competitions it was ideal to go home to enjoy a good rest, well not for the blonde bandicoot, she found herself wandering the streets wrapped in thoughts. She stopped halfway noticing an icon glistening from afar, so decided to take a rather curious look.
“ Pootoro’s Casino ”
“ Pootoro? Interesting..” ah yes, that name was familiar to her, she hadn’t seen Pinstripe for a while, it might have seemed like a nice idea to go and visit him. Entered the casino and looked around, she had to admit that Pinstripe had a really good taste in decor,the wall was full of portraits of the Don and his family, it didn’t surprising her,gangster things,she was able to find the Don’s office, without too many issues and knocked on the door.
⑇ WITHIN THE WALLS OF THIS FORTRESS, of his empire and the fruit of all his work, was Don Pinstripelli Potorotti, enjoying a good drink of Scotch and Amaretto after a long business day. He was admiring through the window the flashy lights with the cold cocktail in hand. He breathed deeply, calmed, as if those artificial lights brought protection and revitalize to his life.
Drinking the last drops among ice trace, he leaves the glass over his desk. After sorting some papers, rested steps would go towards the door. His hand almost touched the golden yellow handle when two soft knocks rumble in the quiet silence of the room. His ears and eyebrows rose at the sound, by the unexpected visit. Thinking about the hour, it could be a client, but the lack of presentation with hoarseness voices had alerted him. Who could it be?.
A hand reaches the Benelli he had hidden inside his jacket, just in case, but his expression is frozen at the moment of open the door and see the alleged attacker on the other side.
゛ T—Tawna? Che sorpresa! ゛ He said perplexed. A bittersweet taste he feels on his tongue. How did the blonde get through the security in the casino and find his office without being noticed?. His words got stuck in his mouth, but he could finally speak. ゛ Can one know what are youse doin’ here late at night? ゛ The mobster asked point-blank still without releasing the door handle.
( 💌 ) They hadn't sees each other for time,it was a pleasure for the blonde meet the Don again,they were friends,she tought at least. Fat and Slim,let her in,strangely, she just had to asked to both the potoroos,it was pretty easy.
" Ciao,Pinstripe " said laughing a little bit, getting herself into the office
" Did i bother you? "
