WHO: Conor, Cameron and Riley H.
WHERE: The Lantern
WHEN: Friday Afternoon
WHAT: Business gone awry
RATING: PG-13ish?


He was already irritated and he hadn't even completed half of the business that he'd wanted to before the day was done. And at the rate things were going, Conor was fairly certain that he wouldn't actually complete it all. Yes, it irritated him. Would he be able to change this fact? Likely not. So lucky for everyone that had the blessing to be around him for the rest of the evening. He'd parked his car in the spot that he'd always used. Or rather that his father had always used. Maybe it wasn't actually a spot but the space next to the back entrance had always been used by his family. Sean had never complained. Riley likely would.

Then again he wasn't supposed to be here period right? He was due bodily harm for this soon no doubt. Though if she wanted to inflict pain on him every mention of Dante Morelli and every flirting word with any other male managed to hit the mark.

Conor pocketed the keys to his car while making sure that the sportcoat he wore covered the gun that was tucked into the back waistband of his pants as he walked into the familiar surroundings. Checking his phone for the time he found his table, and yes it was just as reserved as the parking spot in the back whether Riley liked it or not. Some things were still respected in this town. Even if Conor still didn't feel... right in the spot. Who knew if he ever would. Though a whiskey might help with it in this moment while he waited for Cameron. Whiskey without a punch to the face preferably.