do what you do`

[Carina Fi DeLuca]

Carina DeLuca knew what her boyfriend did for the family. She knew exactly what his job was, and what it entailed. She assumed he had to flirt his way through some customers, and oddly enough, she was perfectly fine with that. Besides, who hotel suite was it that he was sneaking into at night? Not theirs. However, the one thing that did bother her was that she had never been invited to go along with him. Of course, this was probably for her own safety, and her father would never approve of it. But what her father didn't know wouldn't hurt him..for now. Plus, she would be with Tristan; not only did he have to take care of her because of strict orders, but he was her boyfriend; that automatically meant he would take care of her, no matter what. However, Carina wasn't planning on getting into any trouble; Tristan knew what he was doing, and she was just going to follow his orders. Though, the tiny purple gun in her backpack purse had something to do with her confidence, also.

Once she was done getting ready, she reached for her black rose ring and her spike brass kunckles. These two items weren't something Carina normally wore, unless she knew she was heading into dangerous territory. She wasn't trained in fighting too well, and she definitely didn't pack a hard punch, but with spikes on her fingers, the punch would hurt enough. She pulled her curly black hair back into a high pony tail, allowing some curls to flow around her face. It didn't matter what sort of activity Carina was participating in - whether it was a beauty pagent or a drug deal - she was always going to dress nice with her favorite clothing and color. It just so happened that the girl's favorite color was black. Of course, she knew it was a fashion NO to wear all black, so everything she had was accented with a form of purple. A black t-shirt dress with purple flowers; black fishnet stockings with purple shoes; a black and purple scarf. Once she was absolutely sure she was ready, Carina made her way down the elevator of the hotel and into the lobby.

As she walked around for a bit, every worker's eyes landed on her at least once in a greeting, and some eyes stayed on her, making sure there wasn't a hair out of place; they knew what their job was once she entered the room. Carina, on the other hand, would have given anything to be invisible most of the time. She pulled out her pastel purple Blackberry, texting Tristan letting him know she was waiting at the front of the lobby. Once the message was sent, she walked outside, took a seat next to the door man on a bench and simply waited for what she was hoping would be one of the most exhilarating nights of her life..or at least one of the most memorable.

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[Tristan Marino]

waking up in the morning tristan had a major headache from being out all night and drinking a little more than he should have. but business was business and he had to work. even though his top of job was unconventional he definitely made more money than the person working the normal nine to five job. and he was invited to pretty much every party that was happening. he was always the man that had the supplies to make the party so much more interesting. walking around his empty room tristan checked his phone for any important messages. he always had two phones on him at all time. one phone was for personal use and the other one was his business phone where only certain people could contact him. he had a few messages on his second phone and he replied back immediately making sure he got all the information down. going over to his closet he stripped what he was wearing the night before and put on a clean outfit.

tristan was not looking forward to today. he was glad he was going to be spending the day with carina but he wasn't excited that she was going to be going on business with him. his job was dangerous enough as it is but now he had to bring along his girlfriend too. but not just his girlfriend she was carina deluca and if her father found out that he was planning on taking her along he'd be dead. there was no way he'd want his daughter out there with him out in plain danger. there was going to be hell to pay if anyone found out what was happening today. grabbing his backpack he made sure he had everything he needed in it. the bag was full of illegal substances and by the end of the day it would be pretty much empty and his pockets would be full of money. once he had everything he needed he grabbed his car keys and was out the door. making his way to the parking lot he put his things in the trunk and was ready to get things done.

grabbing his phone he read the text from carina saying she was waiting in the lobby. with a sigh he shook his head knowing what he was doing was wrong. getting into his car he stuck the key into the ignition and closed the door behind him. the car purred to life and he pulled out of the parking lot and headed towards the front of the hotel. pulling up to the doors he saw carina sitting on the bench and leaned over to the other side of the car and opened the door. this is a bad idea he told her once again. he wasn't sure how many times he told her it was a bad idea but she was a stubborn one and it was hard to deny her what she wanted. leaning back into the car he waited for carina to get into the car, he was hoping business would go by faster and they'd be out of danger soon enough.

[Carina Fi DeLuca]

Carina was sitting there, basically twiddling her thumbs as she waited for her boyfriend to arrive. Her two different colored eyes kept glancing up from her cellphone, looking for his car, but for the first few minutes, she had no luck. That's when the doorman started making small chat with her. Well, that was uncomfortable. She simply replied to his questions and comments, and tried to be interested, but for someone like Carina - someone so gloomy and introverted - it was hard to talk to people she didn't care about. Their conversation was taking a turn from casual to awkward when she saw Tristan pull up. Nodding a goodbye to the man, she slipped in his car, shut the door quietly and rolled her eyes at his statement.

"So is driving a car filled with drugs, but that doesn't stop you from doing it."

[/color] Carina's quick remark was followed by a smirk sent in his direction. Leaning over the console, she placed a soft, slow kiss on his cheek. "Besides. I brought a friend."[/color] She pulled the tiny purple gun out of her backpack, and basically bounced in her seat. It was obvious she was very excited about the night, and that she had high expectations of the fun they could have. Of course, it wasn't enough to mask her nerves, and it wasn't enough to bring her mood to an upbeat happy, but she was able to smile at Tristan, completely content.

As the car headed toward bay, Carina's nerves picked up even more. It was well known by their family that the Bay was dangerous to them; they were never supposed to venture in this direction alone. Technically speaking, Tristan wasn't alone - he had Carina, and Carina wasn't alone - she had Tristan. Her father couldn't say anything about this rule, and that, somehow, gave Carina a little more confidence. Maybe her nerves were from sneaking around her father's rules; or just from breaking the rules in general. Either way, the gears in her head were already formulating a plan and explanation in case they were caught. Tristan wouldn't be in trouble; he would be doing his normal job. Carina would get her ass handed to her by her father and Bianca. She knew her best friend was getting awfully annoyed with her sneaking off, but being her best friend, she really couldn't say too much.

Reaching over, Carina grabbed Tristan's hand from the wheel and took it in hers. Her purple nails stood out against his tanned skin, and their hands looked pretty much perfect together. It was sort of a bittersweet thing, really. They had been best friends since diapers, and their relationship had just naturally grown into something more - something that was expected. Holding his hand felt right and comfortable, but it didn't give her the same butterflies it once had; she didn't feel the spark that had once spread over her entire body. But was Carina going to let that show now? Oh, no. She simply squeezed his hand tighter as they pulled into the nightclub. It was only then that she realized she had been silent as he drove. Of course, silence from Carina was a normal thing; the girl usually didn't talk anyone's ear off when she was in situations like this. Had it been a normal date, Tristan probably would have had to shut her up. Sighing, she reached for her backpack, slipped the gun into the pouch inside and looked over at him. "So, I would like to know what you're selling tonight. I mean, what is it that people mainly buy here?"[/color] As she waited for an answer, she turned her eyes towrard the nightclub entrance and watched people file in one after another.
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[Tristan Marino]

well it's my job he told her with a shrug. this was what he did in order to make money and he was good at it. this was probably what he was going to be doing for a while. she kissed him on the cheek and he sighed trying to be angry with her but it was getting harder. turning over to look at what she was taking out of her backpack he couldn't help but laugh when she showed him the purple gun. the gun wasn't even half the size of a normal one and yet she seemed to excited to have it with her. tristan hoped she wasn't planning on using that tonight, they were just doing a normal club deals and it normally wasn't very dangerous. then again with carina she seemed to have trouble following her around. let's hope you don't have to use that gun he said with another small chuckle. he told himself he was going to be stonewalled and annoyed with her the whole time but then she had to go and pull that little gun out of her bag. with a sigh tristan tried hard to keep the smile off his face but it somehow still made its way there. and to see how happy she was to go out with him and sell drugs made it even more amusing. most people weren't into selling drugs, of course they wanted the make quick money but it was a dangerous job.

pulling away from the hotel they started driving towards the club where tristan normally was a few times a week. he always found most of his customers there because they wanted some party favors to make the night a little more interesting. and he was the one they came too. carina grabbed his hand and he grabbed hers as he drove. the both of them didn't talk as they made their way over there but tristan understood that carina wasn't much of a talker. he grew up with her so he knew her better than almost anyone. he wasn't really sure how they got into a relationship, everyone kind of just assumed they were together considering they were together all the time. and both of their parents thought they would look good together, and of course they couldn't disappoint their parents. carina would always be his best friend and he'd always be by her side no matter what the situation brought. pressing his lips against her hand he put let go when they arrived at their destination. he parked his car in the normal place and now it was time for business.

he looked over at her amused when she asked what he was selling. the real question was what wasn't he selling? tristan always had what people needed, he was the guy to come too when you needed your fix and he never disappointed. which was why he was one of the best dealers there were in the area. people buy everything he told her with a kiss on the cheek as he grabbed his stuff and got out of the car. making his way to her side of the car he opened the door and offered her a hand to help her out of the car. looking around at the people entering the club he already noticed a few customers that had agreed to meet him here. now all he had to do was hurry up and sell everything he had so that he could take carina out somewhere safer. maybe they could go get something to eat and she wouldn't have any reasons to use that tiny little gun of hers.