drabble time! thanks to everyone for requesting!
i. it is colder in the sun, now you’re gone. paulie/lucci. [said and done; slo]
one year later, paulie still avoids blueno’s bar (mozu and kiwi’s bar now) and the apartment where kaku used to live. he once nearly calls iceburg’s new secretary “kali—” and coughs into his cigar, inhaling too fast.
autumn comes gently to water seven when paulie sees an old friend under the bridge.
his hands snap with rope and he leaps into the air, his mouth blistering with cigar ash and shit, motherfucker, you’re alive.
it’s a shadow on the wall. the shape of a gondola warped by perspective into a vaguely human silhouette with a top hat.
(he wonders if he had always been easy to lie to.)