Who:Roman and Tommy What:Being awkward teenager? Where:Tommy's casino probably When:After hours Rating:tbd but probably low
Letting out a breathe as he finished counting the small stack of cash, before sliding it over to toward the older male to double check he'd done it right. Roman half settled against the counter, watching him silently for a moment as he chewed on his bottom lip. More pondering the question that had been kicking around his head the last few hours. One of them, at least.
Hesitating only a few more moments until the older gangster looked just about done, Roman nervously rubbed his hand against his mouth before the question blurted out of him. "Do you want to steal shit?" It had seemed like a good idea a few hours ago. The guy was a gangster, and gangsters liked crime. Right?
"I mean, not this stuff. Like. Uh. Stuff outside of here. Like..I don't know a car or some shit?" He rambled, clearly nervous and mostly wanted to spend more time in the older's presence other then sucking face that had had happened before.