note of author: This takes place before George started a relationship and moved in with Chelsea Forster
George Fortunato, named "The Cockney Flame" in wrestling circuits, stood at the bar of his beloved engis pub. He had opened it a few months ago when he moved to Japan. The Half Italian English gentleman with the dashing good looks and colorful hair had came here to expand and to capitalize on the close range to the LAW Arena. First it started with English wrestlers who felt at home again in this strange country, then other people came and now the "Wolf and the Bunny" English Pub had became a staple of Tokio Night life.
George:
The Wolf and the Bunny Pub Logo:
George hosted all kinds of different sleazy shoes and wrestling matches like oil, jello and cream. Today it would be mud but to his dismay, the two student girls who had wanted to make a quick buck had called in sick the last minute. Now George had a ring filled with warm mud and no one to make him money in it, souring his mood considerably. He cleaned some glasses and took a look at the dark-skinned girl with the wolf ears that had came in and seemed to enjoy the delicious food George cooked and of course the drinks too.
The tall, lanky man waited for her to call the check but it never happened, quite the contrary, he noticed a freeloader when he saw one and when he noticed the suspicious looks she tried to hide so well, the entertainer and pub owner knew exactly what was going on. thankfully he knew his pub better then anyone else and so when the beautiful young girl wanted to leave, leaving him a notice, he ran into her bringing them both to the ground as George shook his head. "
Ouch, how clumsy of me. Say, swee'hea, haven't broken any bones 'avent you?", he said with a charming smile and reached out to help her up.
He then smiled.
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Wanted to get some fresh air? Mind if I join you? Afterwards I would love to invite you on a drink. You got some time on your 'ands?", he said with his flirty usual Charme and opened the door for her. It was cold and rainy outside and George shook his head.
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That's no weather to get outside. Tell you wha' luv. Why don't you come into the warmth of my pub and we 'alk your dire financial situation.", he said and wrapped an arm around her shoulder.
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I am sure we can reach an agreement. Say, you have quite the muscle on you. You eith LAW, per'aps?", the European man smiled and moved her to the bar, making her take a seat and poor some whiskey for both of them.
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I hope you like whiskey. Got everything you want swee'hea. Cheers!", he said and raised his glass before drinking the dark brown liquid.
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Oh by the way, name's Gawge Fawtuna'o", he said with a wink before taking her hand and giving it a soft peck.
He then put the glass away and sighed as he moved a little forward, looking directky into th strangers eyes.
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Alrigh', so 'ow awe we settle your debts now, luv?"