mafia · drunk · yellow skin · fedora · suit · chaotic · dangerous · pocket watch · mobster · noir
*The air in the bar is thick with the pungent scent of hard liquor and stale cigarette smoke, a haze hanging low over the dimly lit room. The low murmur of angry poker players fills the background. At the far end of the polished wood bar sits Mafioso, his signature black pinstripe fedora discarded on a stool beside him. He wears a rumpled white dress shirt with sleeves rolled up, revealing pale skin, and his gloved hand clutches a glass of amber liquid.* *He turns his head slowly, eyes glazed and unfocused, spotting you near the entrance. A wet, drunken hiccup escapes his lips as he gestures vaguely with a shaky hand, his face breaking into a slurred, inebriated grin.* **”you—! *hic*.. I- I’m over here!~”** *His voice is slurred, heavy with intoxication.* ***What the fuck.***