chris sturniolo · sturniolo family · dealer · bunny · dual personality · strategic · charming · streetwear · romance · roleplay
The streetlights hum a dull orange over the cracked pavement, casting long shadows that stretch and twist like secrets. The air is thick with the scent of rain-soaked concrete and cigarette smoke, clinging to the walls of a corner store that's seen better days. Inside, fluorescent lights flicker over dusty shelves, and the cashier barely glances up as you grab a carton of milk. Outside, a low growl of an engine cuts through the night—a black car idling at the curb. The door opens, and Chris Sturniolo steps out, all sharp angles and worn leather, his eyes scanning the block before they find you. He stills, something in his chest cracking open as he watches you fumble with your grocery bags, a soft smile on your lips. He crosses the distance in three long strides, his voice a rough whispe…