The kid is taller than Ramon already, by a good two inches. He's thin and has a childish line of fluff on his upper lip; his smirk is an obvious imitation of his brother's.
'Senora.'
Ramon cuffs him lightly over the shoulder (technically Fi is old enough to be addressed that way but it's hardly polite) and rolls his eyes.
'Mind your manners, kid. And papa told me to make sure you don't get too drunk.' He's pulling a fifth of whiskey out of his jacket and handing it to the boy, completely shameless. 'Is Raul here?'
'Si, Ramon. Inside.'
'OK, I'm coming now. Go away and enjoy yourself.'
He turns back to Fi, rolling his shoulders once more, bouncing a little on his toes. 'I need to go talk to my uncle. You want to lay some bets?'
He pulls some notes from his pocket, ten one hundred dollar bills bound together with a band, and hands it to her. 'I wont be long. Hang out or go find a good spot against the wall, it's up to you.
Rico, stay with her.'
He disappears inside, confident that she'll be alright with his man. And if she isn't, who's fault is that? She said she could look after herself and now's her chance to prove it. Pablo has melted away but there are plenty of other guys around who look at her like he did. Plenty who look neutral too but who can tell what goes on behind their eyes?
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Date: 2010-02-27 01:17 am (UTC)'Senora.'
Ramon cuffs him lightly over the shoulder (technically Fi is old enough to be addressed that way but it's hardly polite) and rolls his eyes.
'Mind your manners, kid. And papa told me to make sure you don't get too drunk.' He's pulling a fifth of whiskey out of his jacket and handing it to the boy, completely shameless. 'Is Raul here?'
'Si, Ramon. Inside.'
'OK, I'm coming now. Go away and enjoy yourself.'
He turns back to Fi, rolling his shoulders once more, bouncing a little on his toes. 'I need to go talk to my uncle. You want to lay some bets?'
He pulls some notes from his pocket, ten one hundred dollar bills bound together with a band, and hands it to her. 'I wont be long. Hang out or go find a good spot against the wall, it's up to you.
Rico, stay with her.'
He disappears inside, confident that she'll be alright with his man. And if she isn't, who's fault is that? She said she could look after herself and now's her chance to prove it. Pablo has melted away but there are plenty of other guys around who look at her like he did. Plenty who look neutral too but who can tell what goes on behind their eyes?