"Hey dude, what's up!" greeted Switch.
Rolo was a hard person to miss. Big, round, and bound in leather. To Switch he almost looked like a bull wearing the skin of another bull. If Rolo had horns then the look would be complete. Such a figure proved to be quite imposing, especially to rival gang members. No doubt, Rolo was a great asset to the crew. A fact that Switch nor any of the other guys dared not forget. But seeing Rolo at that table on his own, with bits of blueberry on his face, happily shovelling down fat stacks of pancakes, betrayed his almost childlike nature. Such a thing, to Switch at least, was comforting. It reinforced the notion that some things never changed simply because they didn't need to. When it came to the business of running a gang, it was always preferable to deal with people who had easily fulfilled desires. Rolo himself was such a person. That was one of the many reasons why Switch considered Rolo to be not only a dependable crew member, but also a dependable friend. It was no surprise that whenever Switch felt lonely, he could always find Rolo at the local pancake place every Sunday morning.
Rolo looked up from his third helping of pancakes to see Switch approach his table. Despite his clothes looking a little disheveled and the presence of a hicky on his neck, he looked alright. In fact, Rolo noticed that Switch had a spring in his step.
"Hey bro. Looks like you had a fun night." Rolo remarked.
Switch took a seat opposite Rolo. He then put his feet up on an adjacent chair.
"Damn right I did! You left early with that little chick. Corrine was it? I mean, with the height difference and your..." Switch hesitated before continuing.
"Is she still alive!?" Switch whispered loudly.
"Hey! It wasn't like that! We just ya know, talked." replied Rolo defensively.
"Come on man! Ya think I was born yesterday!? Yous guys wouldn't have taken off early just to talk. Somethin must've gone down. And before you get all mad and dismissive and shit, remember that there ain't no secrets when gang stuff's involved. Brothers for life." proclaimed Switch.
"Yeah yeah I know." replied Rolo dismissively.
"If you must know, I took Corinne to Ghost Rock. I told her a ghost story, we made out a little, and then we fell asleep. And even if I wanted to, there ain't no back support for a guy like me out in the wild." explained Rolo.
"Classic seduction move right there. Wouldn't work with a local girl though. Not in a million years. Man I gotta try it myself, just gotta find me a new chick or a tourist or somethin." stated Switch.
"What happened to that girl last night. Cynthia wasn't it?" Rolo asked.
"You know darn well that her reputation is almost as bad as mine. Like as soon as my back was turned, off with another dude." explained Switch.
"And before you start feelin sorry for me, mission accomplished." stated Switch proudly.
"You sure know how to pick em." commented Rolo.
"And I couldn't be happier with my choices! proclaimed Switch.
"Don't doubt that for a second pal." replied Rolo.
Rolo shoved one of his plates of pancakes towards Switch. Topped with maple syrup and vanilla ice cream. It was a dish to die for.
"Here, eat up. Don't have to pay dude. I know you're a poor bitch. But don't think you don't owe me nothin. I'll be callin in a favour real soon." offered Rolo.
"If pussy was money then I'd be one rich muthafucka." replied Switch playfully.
"Oh, and thanks bro. You're probably gonna ask me to do something annoying and lame but these pancakes, these pancakes! Worth it!" exclaimed Switch excitedly.
"Eat up!" Rolo ordered lightheartedly.
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