#moderntomatoboy

[donnaiolos]

"Ro-Romeo? Come vanno le cose?"

"Tutto è buono!"

"Come stai? Tutto bene?"

[justin-boner]

Closed RP || moderntomatoboy & franny-bonnefoy

Francis yawned as he worked his shift at the bar. It was pretty packed that night, but he just finished mixing a new round of drinks and so far no one else had called out for more. 

God, working as a bartender in such a fancy, well known casino required good memory. He had to remember what was called out and match voices to faces and know who the drink was going to, or else he'd screw up and have to listen as the customer screamed at him, while politely taking it. If he dared yell back―or punch them in the face as he wanted to ever so often―he would likely get fired and have to find a new job.

And that―that was plain out difficult. So for now he took the abuse of a crowd of drunkards that were so pissed, they looked about to wet themselves and dealt with it. 

Besides, he did get to flirt with a plethora of beautiful faces, both man and woman alike. Though when a particular Italian came and sat down, he was baffled as to see what looked like a minor in a casino. Or perhaps they just looked that young and gorgeous. "Could I see your card, monsieur? It's just policy."