May 2014 Who: Mac, Ley Ley & NPC's What: Poker Where: Tollhouse Park outside the apartments. When: Late-afternoon Tuesday. Three weeks after the show down between Mac and Savage.
"Summer breeze, makes me feel fiiiine," Ley Ley swung round the doorway to Carlos' room singing at the top of her voice, badly. "You're boredom is driving me insane," he grumbled pulling the covers over his head and curling up underneath them as far as he could go as if the deeper he buried himself the safer he'd be from her. With a discontent sigh she approached the end of the bed and yanked the covers brutally, clean off the bed exposing Carlos' half naked body curled into the foetal position, "Why are you being such a jerk?" he whined his head buried in his forearms. "It's late, it's a crime to waste the daylight hours!" she snapped. "You don't believe that," his face turned from the dark safety of the crook of his arms to face the sunlight breaking through the cracks in the curtains, "We grew up in Vegas," the daylight hours were for sleeping, night time was for being awake and playing, those were the rules, rules Carlos was still obviously clinging to, "If it's not night I don't need to be awake," he retuened his head to it's former home. "But I'm bored!" Ley Ley sighed loudly crawling on the bed and lying her body, ungracefully, on top of his. "I'm not kidding Ley fuck off," he grumbled curling up tighter underneath her. "You've been sleeping all afternoon," she pinched him and he yelped unfolding and slapping her away resulting in the both of them tumbling off the bed onto the ground. "Ow!" she rubbed her elbow and tried not to laugh at the thunderous expression on her brothers face, "Come on Los," she softened her tone and smiled apologetically, "I've been bored all day," "Then go find someone else to play with," he growled getting to his feet only to collapsed back onto the bed clutching the pillow to him like a lover. "Dick," she snorted rising slowly. Sighing she swiped his tobacco from his unit slipping it into the front pocket of her shorts and then swiped his favourite check shirt off the hook on her way out.
Making her way down the path she thought about trying to occupy her thoughts with the beauty of nature but she'd been watching the birds and the bees fly around all day and was over it. She'd been about to return to her room to grab a book and go and bug Lawliss at the bridge post when she spotted Mac sitting outside an apartment surrounded by men. Deciding that looked like a party waiting to happen she found purpose in her feet and strolled over. Mac sat with her back to her, her black tank top exposing the yellowing bruises on the back of her shoulders. She wasn't afraid to show her defeat and Ley Ley wondered what Savage looked like. Finally reaching her destination she leant against the outside of the house. "There was a poker party and no one invited me?" she pouted, "You were all afraid I'd clean you out?" a few of the men rolled their eyes, one scowled an indication to her that she had cleaned him out before, and the others looked at Mac unsteadily unsure as to what the interruption would do to her mood.