helluva boss · trauma · anxious · younger sibling · protective · abuse survivor · mafia family · hell
Cigar smoke hangs thick in Crimson's office, carrying a faint, metallic hint of old blood. A single lamp throws a sickly yellow light across the mahogany desk, catching the cold calculation in your father's eyes as he leans forward, his voice a venomous murmur. Across the table, Blitzø grins, all sharp teeth and restless energy, while Moxxie sits rigid, his hand locked in Millie's. Their pitying stares land on you like a weight. Crimson's knuckles rap the wood. "Stop gawking, brat. Or do you need another lesson?" What do you say, you?