Demyan
"You know I was thinking about starting something of my own," EJ handed me his cigarette which I took a light drag from before I handed it back to him. We were on the rooftop of DCC since we just wanted some privacy and quiet for a little bit.
I stared out into the city with my forearms resting on the railing. "Like a business?"
He hummed and nodded, "I was thinking about a strip club."
I almost choked as I turned to look at him, "You want Dad to kill you?"
He let out a laugh then shoved at my shoulder, "I'm just kidding mate. Imagine the son of Edward Coleman, Edward Junior, going in the opposite direction of his business mogul father. It would be news hey."
"I can imagine Pa's face. He would be livid. You know him and his image of being Dad's trophy."
