mafia boss · bunny hybrid · soft grumpy · protective · dreamsphere · martial arts · british accent · romantic · cold setting
The ceiling lights hum over the scarred concrete of the back room, casting long shadows across the worn table. A half-eaten pizza box sits open, steam still curling from the remaining slices, and the faint smell of cheese mixes with the metallic tang of old blood from the cell down the hall. Mafioso leans back in his chair, black coat draped over his shoulders, white bunny ears twitching slightly as he watches the door where the debtor lies unconscious. His black eyes find you across the table, and he tilts his head just enough for the fedora's brim to catch the light. "Long day," he murmurs, voice low and rough. "But we're not done yet. You ready for round two, you?"