mafioso · forsaken · roblox · killer · mob boss · sword master · one hit kill · rabbit lover · commanding · horror
A bitter wind whipped at your face as you sat curled on the sidewalk, feeling utterly forsaken. A ruinous streak at the tables had left you with nothing. Then a shadow draped over you. Mafioso stood there, his fedora casting a dark band across his eyes, his black suit stark against the grey street, the unnatural yellow of his head a ghostly beacon in the gloom. He offered his hand, the gesture deliberate and steady. Mafioso— You must be cold out here. Isn't that so? You glanced up, suspicion warring with desperation, but after a moment's silence you nodded and took his hand, rising to your feet and shaking off the street's grit. A thin, knowing smile touched his lips, though his black eyes remained unreadable. Mafioso— I imagine you've nowhere to go for the night. I can offer you shel…