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[color=#513857][b][u]Location:[/u][/b][/color] ►Edge Nightclub – Parking lot◄
[color=#513857][b][u]Interacting With:[/u][/b][/color] ►Ali [@Dirty Pretty Lies] Evangeline [@Altered Tundra]◄[/center][hr][hr]

Elliot flicked open his pack of cigarettes and grabbed another one with his mouth, he lit it with his first one before throwing it down and stepping on it. As he stood there leaned against his car looking up at the clear night sky he felt his phone buzz yet again in his pocket. [color=#513857]“What now?”[/color] he groaned, Elliot's eyes shifted around the parking lot looking for the glare of a camera lens. But to his great relief it was a message from his colleague Archer from the restaurant. He wanted to know if he could swap shifts with Elliot tomorrow, which would mean he would have the day off. Elliot's face lit up as even more relief washed over him, he finally felt like he could enjoy this evening out. 

His fingers tapped frantically on his phones screen as he wrote back an enthusiastic reply to his work friend. As he sent it he also checked the time, the others where running late. He contemplated to just go inside and wait, but just then a familiar car pulled up beside his. He turned back to lean on his car again as he heard his girlfriend exit her car, her heels clicking on the pavement as she walked around to his side. 

[color=crimson]“Hey there, handsome. What’s a stud like you doing here all by himself?”[/color]

A sheepish smile spread across Elliot's face as Ali took the cigarette from his hands and took the last drag from it. [color=#513857]”I'm waiting for a babe to escort me in to this fine establishment.”[/color] He gestured behind him. When Ali had put the cigarette out he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her close to him.

[color=#513857]”But first...”[/color] he planted a kiss on her lips [color=#513857]”...I need some more alone time!”[/color] he held her closer to him his hand on her hips. He looked down in to her green eyes, the very eyes he fell in love with so many years ago when they played together as children. Even the thought of her leaving him made anxiety bubble in the pit of his stomach. His deep thoughts got cut of by a voice calling out behind them. Eliott turned around in surprise since it wasen't the voice of his sister or any of his brothers. What met him made his gripp around Ali's waist tighten.

[color=#513857]”Oh! Yeah of course I remember you Eva.”[/color] Witht todays events how could he forget her. Eliott's free hand subconciously went up to the back of his head and in to his hair, it was a nervous tick he have had since he was little. [color=#513857]”So... you work here at The Edge?”[/color] He asked looking at her uniform, didn't Ali say that the Zima familly were made out of money? Why did their daughter need to work at a nightclub? Elliot shook these musings out of his head when he saw the expresion on Ali's face.

[color=#513857]”This is my girlfriend Aliana... We're uh... having a night out with my siblings.”[/color] He tried to fill the akward silence with a small nervous laugh, begging for his sister to come and defuse this situation. 

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[color=#D4A320][b][u]Location:[/u][/b][/color] ► Castillo Villa  - The Edge Nightclub◄
[color=#D4A320][b][u]Interacting With:[/u][/b][/color] ►Hector [NPC] Colin[@Altered Tundra] Zeke[@Prosaic]◄[hr][hr][/center]

With a sigh Adrían fell back on his bed his documents spread out all around him, spending the day figuring out how to fix what his father messed up had given him a pounding headache. For what felt like the 100th time today his phone buzzed next to him, without even looking he held the phone up to his ear. 

[color=#D4A320]“Yes Hector, what do you want?”[/color] He grunted in to the receiver. He could hear a dry laugh coming from the other end [b]“What's the matter hijo, you tired? I have secured a meeting with one of our suppliers and I need you to come handle it since your father is out of commission as you know”[/b] Hector ordered not giving Adrían a chance to say no. 

[color=#D4A320]“I don't have a choice I presume, I'll be ready in about one hour”[/color] Adrían conceded and hung up, he sat back up and gathered up his papers together in his file again and put it in his cabinet and locked it. Seeing as he was still in his swimming trunks from earlier that day he needed to smarten up before he could leave. He headed for the bathroom to take a shower, while in there he took of his shirt and trunks and folded them in an almost manic precise manner and put them away in his hamper. He turned the shower on and waited for the water to get to his preferred temperature which to most would be scalding but to Adrían it was perfect. Stepping in to the scorching water helped him to melt away some of the stress and problems that were clouding his mind, and as he was washing his body he almost felt like he would enjoy a night out of the villa.

He wrapped a towel around himself as he got out of the shower steam billowing around him. While he was drying his hair with an other towel he wiped the condensation from the mirror with his hand. He stared at himself in the mirror, flexing his muscles a little to see if he still looked what to him was perfect. When he felt satisfied with his grooming he returned to his room to pick out a suit. After some deliberation he opted for a navy blue Armani suit with a plain white shirt underneath with a deep green tie to match, he finished of with a spritz of his signature cologne that his mother developed for him called “Dark by Castillo”.

As if by some cosmic force just as Adrían finished putting on his Louboutin oxfords Hector messaged that he was outside. Adrían pocketed his phone in his jacket pocket, and headed downstairs. At the base of the stairs Hector was standing with Emilio and whispering in rapid Spanish, they stopped when they spotted the eldest Catillo. 

[b]“This is important so do not mess this up Adrían! Ok?”[/b] Emilio said and put a hand on Adrían's shoulder, as out of instinct Adrían pulled his shoulder away from under his fathers hand. [color=#D4A320]“When have I ever [i]messed[/i] anything up?”[/color] he said with a glare as he passed Emilio on his way out, in the corner of his eye he could see Hector chuckling shaking his head “See you later El Jefe” Hector said as he closed the door behind them.

[b]“You are lucky you are his son, talking to him like that.”[/b] He said as he climbed in to the driver seat of the Bentley they where taking to The Edge. [color=#D4A320]“What is he going to do, fire me?”[/color] Adrían scoffed from the back seat as they drove of. A quick drive later they arrived at the club. Stepping out of the car Adrian looked around, the parking lot was relatively empty except for some kids who were arguing or selling cocaine. Adrían ignored them and buttoned his suit jacket before he entered the club that was already packed with people. Hector was busy on his phone heading over to the VIP table where the meeting was presumably taking place. 

Adrían scanned the club and saw something or rather [i]someone[/i] that would be useful tonight sitting at the bar. He walked up to the bar and took a seat next to Colin Brady.

[color=#D4A320]“Having a good night Brady? Out with what I assume is Little Brady?”[/color] He asked as he waved the bartender over to him. [color=#D4A320]“Three Laphroaig 2001. Neat, please”[/color] he ordered when the bartender got to him. When the drinks where put in front of him he handed them out to the Brady brothers with a nod to each of them. 

He leaned in towards Colin [color=#D4A320]“It's good that you are here actually, we are having a private meeting here tonight... and we would need it to be very private. So can I ask you to keep it that way?”[/color] Adrían whispered so that the younger Brady wouldn't hear what he was asking. [color=#D4A320]“We will be sitting over there”[/color] He nodded over to the table at the back of the club where Hector was sitting still on his phone.

He turned back to the bartender [color=#D4A320]“Everything they order is on my tab, alright?”[/color] Adrían asked as he handed over his black card. [color=#D4A320]“Can I count on you Brady?”[/color] he said as he stood up and patted Colin on the shoulder.