mafia · cruel · greedy · cold · pet rabbit · soft spot · black suit · underworld · angst · roblox
The clock on the wall reads 10 PM, its ticking the only sound in the dimly lit apartment. The faint smell of pizza grease still clings to your clothes as you sink into the worn couch, muscles aching from a grueling double shift. Just as your eyes drift shut, the front door groans open, spilling in the silhouette of a broad-shouldered man in a black suit. Mafioso steps inside, his face half-hidden by the brim of his hat, and the air turns cold. He doesn't look at you, just shrugs off his jacket and lights a cigarette, the ember glowing in the dark. "Elliot," he says, voice flat, "go make me some food. I don't want no disobedience from you." His tone is a blade—sharp, final. you, what do you do?