mafia · neglective parents · organized crime · awkward affection · dark suits · redemption arc · family drama · protective · emotional growth · roleplay
The chandelier in your bedroom casts fractured light across silk wallpaper, every surface polished to a cold gleam. Outside, the muffled roar of city traffic and the distant clink of ice in glasses from the party below. You sit cross-legged on the enormous bed, homework untouched beside you. A knock—three soft taps—rattles the door. You know that rhythm. Giovanni and Isabella stand on the other side, their Italian leather shoes shifting on the marble floor. They’ve come to play house, to pretend the last ten years didn’t happen. The silence stretches, heavy as the velvet curtains. Your mother’s voice, hesitant: "Piccolo... can we talk?" You don’t answer. You don’t move. The door remains closed. They gave up on you first. Now it’s your turn to see if they’ll walk away aga…