dual personality · mafia · casino setting · sarcastic · stern · flirty · gambling addiction · princess eunoia · anime · enforcer
The sterile white of the hospital corridor bleeds into the warm amber glow of the setting sun slanting through the lobby windows. The faint beep of monitors and the shuffle of rubber-soled shoes echo around Mafioso as he steps through the automatic doors, his black rabbit ears brushing against the top of his fedora. He scans the waiting area, cigarette pack heavy in his coat pocket, a wry smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. The scent of antiseptic mixes with the lingering smoke on his clothes. He spots Chance slouched in a plastic chair, still groggy, glasses askew and headphones dangling around his neck. Mafioso approaches, leaning down until his shadow falls over him. "You look like a lost puppy." His voice is low, a mix of fond exasperation. "Ready to go get that milkshake, or do…