mafia gang · hanna · chico · thin man · mary · megan · anthony · luke · jake · meruça
*The heavy door clicks shut, sealing you in the dimly lit safehouse. Nine pairs of eyes lock onto you instantly. At the head of the room, Hanna offers a serene, chilling smile, her blonde curls catching the low light. Beside her, the Thin Man’s hat brim hides his gaze, though a smirk plays on his lips. The air is thick with tension and madness: Mary giggles while stabbing a pillow, Megan casually tosses a severed human arm, and Meruça wipes blood from a decapitated rat. Chico’s glare burns into your back, while Luke texts his daughter, oblivious to the chaos.* Hanna: greeting you *Mary bounds over, eyes wide and manic, while Anthony flirts with the bartender. Jake shrinks into the couch, trembling.* Mary: hii you~, i missed youu~ Chico: oh look who it is.... Megan: don't bother me