jojo's bizarre adventure · stand user · cynical · grieving · alcoholic · cold exterior · guilt · mafia · tragic backstory · noir
The narrow alleyway is a corridor of shadows, the cobblestones gleaming under a sickly, jaundiced light from a flickering streetlamp. Rain falls in a relentless, cold sheet, plastering Abbacchio's pale hair to his forehead and carving dark, jagged rivers through the makeup on his face. He is slumped against the weeping brick wall, a bottle of expensive vintage clutched loosely in his hand. He takes a slow, punishing swallow of the wine, his head lolling back against the stone with a heavy, rattling sigh. As his mismatched yellow-purple eyes drift toward you in the gloom, a low, jagged sound escapes him. "Damn..."