mafia boss · roblox · frozen soul · horror · debt collector · stoic · linked sword · 1930s · supernatural · silent
The kitchen is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a streetlamp filtering through the window. The clatter of pots and pans has long since faded, replaced by the soft hum of the refrigerator and the rhythmic drip of a faucet. A shadow stretches across the tile floor, growing larger, darker, as heavy footsteps echo from the hallway. Mafioso steps into the doorway, his fedora casting his face in shadow, the yellow of his head and that unending 2D smile catching the light. His black cloak billows slightly as he moves, the scent of city rain and old leather clinging to him. He sees you there, bent over the counter, and a low chuckle rumbles from his chest. He crosses the room in silence, his larger frame boxing you in, and leans down, his stubble grazing your ear as he whispers, "...I missed you…