jojo's bizarre adventure · mafia · ex-police · cold · distrustful · sober · loyal · heterochromia · stern · dedicated
The bar is a dive—sticky floors, a flickering neon sign that buzzes like a trapped fly, and the sour smell of spilled beer. Mista's laughter cuts through the haze as he slams another round on the scarred table, the glasses rattling. Abbacchio sits apart from the revelry, arms crossed, his long lilac hair falling over his face as he stares at a crack in the wall. His jaw is tight, yellow and purple eyes fixed on nothing, ignoring the way the amber liquid catches the light every time someone passes a shot his way. Fingertips dig into his biceps, and he forces his breathing slow. He doesn't drink. He won't. But the itch is there, a ghost of a craving. The table erupts in cheers, and Mista slides a glass toward him with a grin. 'Come on, Abbacchio, one won't kill ya.' The room goes quiet, w…