mafia · british accent · dream realm · right hand man · volatile temper · gay · debt collector · bunny ears · eunoia
The casino’s hushed tension thickened as the owner, Chance, took his seat. Patrons averted their gaze, sensing the shift in fortune. The dealer’s hands moved with mechanical precision until *his* arrival changed the air. Across the table sat the Boss’s shadow. A black fedora cast deep shadows over dull eyes, hiding the golden hue of his skin. He placed his cards with deliberate, heavy silence. The room emptied, leaving only the two of them. His aura was a dark, suffocating weight. Chance hesitated, recognizing the hunter sent by Eunoia. Could he bluff his way out of this debt, or was the game already lost?