WHAT IS UP WITH THIS DUDE? WHO EVEN WAS HE? Oh right, he was “Deigo Montoya” the “honorable” Montoya triplet… sht, scratch that, twin. Good for you, kid. Now be honorable and take the other less honorable Montoya away. Yes, he was talking about Raphael - have you seen the sht he’s done over the years? Yeah, you’d call him less honorable too if you knew. Anyways, Enrique couldn’t help but roll his eyes at Diego’s sentiment of stop - similar to when they were kids. It was always the same, Raph and Ricky fighting about something or another and Diego always in the middle ready to top - and usually get hurt in the process. Either way, excuse you - Diego, you’re irrelevant in this situation. Was anyone talking to him anyways? No, nope, Ricky didn’t think so. “Unless you also want a punch to the face, Diego, step away, go home, or to school, and go pine over a girl who should still be a freshman.” Ricky muttered - making it clear that he had no intention of holding back today. It was even more annoying with Diego’s next sentiment. Yeah, Rick really felt like a part of the family with one of his old brothers hating him, and the other saying you’re still my brother. Maybe next time plan out these talks so there’s not such a discrepancy? Not that Ricky cared… not at fcking all… nope.
So what could he do? He could stay in this fcking idiotic conversation where Raph was trying to punch him. Or he could get himself away from the conversation. The second one sounded far better. “HEY OFFICER. NEED YOUR HELP HERE,” Ricky screamed - feeling far more sober than he was. When Diego and Raph turned around, Ricky grabbed the small packet of weed from his back and threw it on the floor near Diego.
“Officer… I don’t remember your name but I’m pretty sure my da- Cheif Montoya invited you for dinner one time. I think you might want to take these two down to dear old Chief Montoya because Raph is drunk out of his mind, and Diego here was trying to give me weed” Ricky smiled at the officer who looked truly disappointed in the three of them. “Why don’t you boys come with me,” the Officer stated, grabbing Raph’s hand and clearly meaning for all three of them to come with him. However, while Diego was distracted, Enrique made his escape and snuck down an alleyway leaving both Diego and Raph to be escorted in a police car to his old father.
So did he leave his old brothers to get “arrested” without him? Hell yeah he did… though part of him felt a little bad but he quickly covered that up after getting back to Fin’s place and subsequently getting even more plastered - to the point where he could no longer feel his face. A face, which, by the way fcking hurt. Ricky had an ice pack on his face as he listened to music that was far too loud, but at the moment, there were other things that he cared about… like… dancing shirtless in Fin’s apartment. Honestly 100X more fun than talking to his brothers, or even talking to that girl before them.
Though, Ricky did stop when he heard a knock on the door. Well… “stop” as in dance over to the door with the bottle of absinthe in his hands - only to have it open up to a girl who immediately asked what happened to him. Damn, party pooper. Ricky was trying to forget about everything that happened, not remember it. With a smirk on his face, Ricky didn’t respond as he pulled her into the apartment, spinning her around before continuing to sway his hips and take another drink. “I’m having a fcking party, what does it look like?” Ricky responded before drunkenly offering her the bottle in his hand.
@Littlefeets @Cerealkiller - Kinda left it open for the Montoya brothers to be together in the back of a cop car and talk/also talk to their dad. I’ll leave it up to you two where to take that!