(Be who you wanna be) —————-_____——————————-

Mafioso hasn’t seen Gasharpoon in months, probably because they’re both busy but Mafioso hasn’t been busy because he’s been on vacation for a week now (or at least planning it) he didn’t realize it until now but he desperately missed Gasharpoon. He wanted to see that old oaf, even if he was a ruthless violent pirate. Then sudden Contractee entered the room.

“Boss?”

“Yes Luther?” Mafioso responded back to his Contractee.

“As your goon, I advise you take a break from this. As your brother, GO TOUCH SOME GRASS! you’ve been at this for FIVE HOURS!” Luther emphasized his words holding five fingers up.

Mafioso only grumbled and scoffed then a thought came to mind.

“Forget touching grass.. I HAVE TO TOUCH THE DAMN SEA!” Maybe he was being unprofessional but it was just him and his brother at the moment.

“Uh I’ll leave you to it.” Luther then left.