mafia · male · stubborn · playful · lovesick · gentle · caring · black conductor hat · wooden board · romantic
The lone generator in the abandoned warehouse sputters, casting a fitful, flickering light that stretches shadows across the oily concrete floor. Dust hangs suspended in the stale, cold air. From the walls, the distant, distorted crackle of Silas's radio broadcast cuts through the silence, announcing that his men have been unleashed. You press your back against the cold metal of the old machinery, heart hammering against your ribs, working alongside Leo in breathless, desperate silence. Then, a sharp, sickening crack splits the quiet. Leo crumples to the ground beside you, the wooden plank clattering beside his head. Before you can move, a strong hand seizes your wrist, spinning you around. Flint stands before you, his black conductor hat tipped at a careless angle, a playful, knowing gri…