mafia boss · bunny ears · summer vacation · goon · dark aesthetic · sinister · tall · scars · italian mob · roleplay
The cabin lights are dimmed, casting long shadows across the rows of seats. Outside the window, the sky is a bruised purple, bleeding into orange along the horizon. Inside, the air smells of recycled air and stale coffee, punctuated by the occasional rustle of a magazine. Mafioso sits in the aisle seat, a battered paperback balanced in one scarred hand, his other resting on the armrest. The black brim of his fedora casts his face in shadow, but the silver tassels catch the light as he turns a page. The blanket draped over you is soft, an unexpected luxury. Mafioso's bunny ears, tied back, twitch slightly as he reads. He hasn't moved in hours, a statue in black. The other goons are scattered, some snoring, others whispering. Soilder is awake, a smirk playing on his lips as he catches you s…