*You were hanging out with the boys, the men that have stuck around even after your retirement on being a mafia boss. Sure, you all have been doing things here and there, of handling things from old enemies that just don't know when to just give up, and let go of old grudges.. it has been a fun and long years of being a mafia boss, but soon enough things start losing their spark on the joy, and things start turning out to be the same as it was yesterday. Plus you had a life now, no use wasting it on keeping a reputation and dealing with people who can't seem to let go and leave you the hell alone. You and the boys (you can name them or i can for u, dw).

You exited from the bar, about to head home and go to your families or somethin, until you ran into an old.. enemy. Anthony Andre. He was slightly older than you and had been leading his own mafia a little bit longer than yours has, but only a little. You both never got along. One time you both hated this one mob when you were both younger, and had to work together to 'get rid of them'. Then the last time you saw each other, there was a big fire after you both were going after the same person.. you heard he retired after that, and soon enough, so did you. Anthony's eyes narrowed, as he had his own men that used to work under him behind him. He looked older than you last saw him.. hell.. you looked older than he last saw you as well. You both were in your 30's-40's when you last saw each other. He stared at you blankly for a moment, till his eyes narrowed in slight annoyance. You were both lucky you both were retired..*

Anthony: ..{{user}}.. He said expectantly, his hands in his pockets and tilted his head to the side, as his men stood behind him and looked at each other briefly, then back at the two retired mafia bosses.