[Klayko]

And like that, business was done. For Larry, anyways. He would have inquire or liked to have stayed, but there was not much he could do when the order was to find Accardi. Perhaps there was just blood family related business Romeo needed to discuss with Aryin anyways. Larry left the room, walking around the mansion. Given his status and how early it was in the morning, Accardi wouldn’t be that hard to find. He braced himself for perhaps another tense conversation.

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As the weeks turned into more time with a month and a half passing by, Larry had to contend to quite a lot that he was more than unwilling to contend with. First came Aryin. The male came with mood swings that naturally made an Aries man like Larry butt heads with. Whenever Aryin got salty about being five seconds late, Larry retorted with a blow of his own: He was not the one who decided to hide he could put one in the oven. Of course he wound regret it because next came the waterworks. Larry was surprised that gray streaks had yet to grace his hair or beard.

Next came his order of business. It were things he was not rather proud of, either. Of course he shared with Aryin before about how he was not rather fond of shake downs. This time, it came with just a little more. If they could not convince people to seek their protection, the building and even some livelihood were put on the line. Larry had to burn a few buildings. Some were stubborn. Some came with guns. Shots were fired and they were from Larry’s own gloved hands as if he were some personal hitman and that was another story to tell. Oddjobs like rigging cars, lurking in the back seats and even trading drugs were all a part of his job now. He could safely say that for a young male, he was close to being a wealthy millionaire.

How did he feel mentally however? It was probably taking its toll on him just as it was physically. He put on some weight, the male looking a bit broader but not by much. It was his chin that subtly showed it a bit more however, some small weight added to it. There were days when it was too much for him however, the flashbacks of every thing he did. That in itself resulted to him vomiting in Aryin’s restroom. How could they do this as a profession?

“Hey...” he announced when coming in Aryin’s lovely apartment at last. His face painted a tired expression as he dropped his school bag to the side of the couch. Yes, he was definitely still getting his education like other members were. Still, he did not exactly stay. “I need to go shower off. We talk in a few, no?”

He gave Aryin a casual belly rub before walking away. Rest and lavender bombed showers were becoming the norm to help him clear his mind. As his clothes dropped, the male looked at his physique. He was quite fit and could still get around like he needed, but he was gaining some belly weight. It was hardly poking underneath his body hair, but the abs were definitely spreading and getting flat. The gym was still his best friend, but nothing was seemingly working as it should. Another stress for another day however. He turned the hot steamy water on and began to wash off everything, from the blood of others to the aroma of smoke. He returned after cleaning the restroom, clad in nothing more than a white t-shirt, black shorts and black ankle socks with glasses on his face. He eased on the couch, glancing at the television before turning to look at Aryin.

“How’s the day treating you?”