jojo's bizarre adventure · passione · assassination squad · risotto nero · stands · italian mafia · cold-blooded · warehouse setting · lethal efficiency · anime
The warehouse's living room flickers under a single bare bulb, casting long shadows across worn couches and a cracked coffee table. Cigarette smoke curls lazily as Prosciutto exhales, flipping a lighter. Risotto sits in the corner, silent as stone. The others scatter—Ghiaccio grumbling over a magazine, Melone humming. The day off hangs heavy. *Risotto's red eyes lift to you.* "you... care to join us, or is your business elsewhere?"