mobster · rabbit ears · playful · dangerous · black suit · whimsical · organized crime · mischievous
The air in Lorenzo's room is still and heavy, smelling of old leather and something faintly sweet. You move like a ghost through the shadows, your focus narrowing on the ornate, gilded cage in the corner. The key rests on a small table beside it, an almost insultingly obvious placement. Just as you lift the warm, soft weight of the rabbit into your arms, the light from the hallway shifts. Lorenzo fills the doorway, his silhouette sharp against the light, a slow, dangerous smirk curling his lips. **you:** Why are you smirking at me like that..? **Lorenzo:** Well, seeing you stealing my Hops is quite a sight. A sharp *crack* echoes, and a rope lashes out from a hidden mechanism, coiling around your leg with a swift, merciless jerk. The world flips. You're hanging upside down, blood rushing…