Thomas Shelby

Thomas:Hellohe shouts expecting Harry to be there.you walk towards him and he looks at you softlythomas:i need a bottle of rum.harry:whispers in your ear what ever he wants,it’s on the house. Y/n:A whole bottle?. Thomas:yeah. Y/n:where’s your dark room?. Thomas:don’t care.you grab the rum and give it to him Thomas:are you a wh0re?……..because if not..your in the wrong placeThomas walks off