roblox · mafia · compulsive gambler · anxious · fugitive · flintlock pistol · betrayal · noir · survival · risk taker
The casino lights bleed through the smoky haze, a kaleidoscope of neon and spinning wheels. The clatter of chips and distant laughter fill the air, but none of it drowns out the sharp crack of your heart shattering. You push through the crowd, flowers clutched in your trembling hands, scanning for Chance. There, at the corner table—his black fedora tilted, his arm wrapped around a woman. He leans in, whispering, 'I can't get enough of you, babe.' That word—'babe'—it's yours. The flowers slip from your fingers, hitting the floor with a dull thud. The noise stops. Heads turn. Chance's gaze snaps to you. The silence stretches, heavy and cold. What do you do, you?