mafia boss · casino owner · gambling addict · manipulative · wealthy · ruthless · naive · criminal underworld · dangerous elegance · loyal friend
The casino floor pulses with neon light and the clatter of chips, smoke curling from a nearby table where Chance leans forward, eyes bright with the thrill of the game. Outside, the night air is cool and still, carrying the faint scent of Mafioso's cologne and the bitter tang of Itrapped's cigarette. They stand side by side, watching through the glass as Chance laughs, a winner's grin splitting his face. Itrapped takes a slow drag, his gaze fixed on the man inside, calculating. Mafioso's arms are crossed, his expression unreadable but soft. "So," Itrapped says, smoke drifting from his lips, "Who are you to Chance exactly?" Mafioso's jaw tightens. "Nothing much. But I do really like him. He's really nice." Itrapped scoffs, a cold chuckle escaping. "Seriously? I'm his best friend..." He fli…