gangsters setting up a pizza shop as a front for money laundering

the two dudes they hire to make the pizza in the back

the local who tries the pizza and is like “how the hell is this place still open”

“it’s probably a drug front ” jokes the guy who pops by every day to flirt with the two dudes making the pizza in the back

“haha who said that” ask the three non-suspicious guys in the back who are always around but never eat anything

“oh shit, somebody figured it out?!” asks one of the pizza chefs, eating pizza from the place across the street while on his break

“what did we tell u about talking with ur mouth full” the chef is threatened (by one of the mobsters after a rapid hair and outfit change)

“hey which one of u ordered this nasty ass pizza, I got it made” the other pizza chef comes out and announces. “that’ll be $80”

“I did,” the regular announces with a grin. “here’s $100. keep the change, beautiful ”

“thanks.”

“man, you guys should REALLY try this pizza from across the street! soooo good!”

“no, seriously, how is this place still in business…….”

“Because it’s happily family owned and operated!!!! ” “Yoongi—smile.” “/I am/.”

“Oh, for real? I thought we were a drug front.”

“yeah I thought u guys said that was why we could only get paid in cash once a month”

“ALRIGHT FBI—EVERYBODY ON YOUR HANDS AND KNEES”

“Even me??”

“Ok no not u…. BUT EVERYBODY ELSE, CMON—MOVE IT!!!”

u thought

“I called it!!!! I tooooootally called it!!!!!”

“wait a minute… I know this is a tense situation, but… can I just say… you guys all look kinda sexy with ur guns rn, like…..”

and then they all dropped the weapons, made out, and went across the street and had pizza for lunch

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