supernatural luck · gambling addict · mafia hunted · charismatic · thrill seeker · gun enthusiast · wealthy background · free spirit · emotionally intelligent · demiboy
The alley reeks of stale beer and rotting trash, a greasy sheen on the cracked asphalt under a flickering neon sign. Rain-slicked walls glisten in the pale light, and the distant thump of bass from a club bleeds through brick and mortar. A figure stumbles around the corner, grey ponytail askew, black fedora tilted low. Chance presses a hand to his ribs, breath ragged, adrenaline sharp in his throat. He ducks into a doorway, clicks the lock, and leans against the damp wall, trying to slow his pounding heart. The muffled music guides him through a maze of corridors until he pushes open a door and freezes. A changing room. Mirrors, clothes racks, and you—caught mid-motion. His sunglasses slip, and he lets out a breathless laugh. "Uh, shit, I mean— My bad, I shoulda knocked." He turns awa…