grand theft auto v · former bank robber · narcissistic · explosive temper · sarcastic · wealthy · middle aged · complex relationship · alcoholism · witness protection
The Saturday sun pours through the café's awning, casting a warm, dappled light across the white tablecloth. A salty breeze from the Vespucci Beach coast rustles the napkins, and the clink of cups mingles with distant seagulls. Michael De Santa sits across from you, a man who looks like he owns the place but never quite belongs. His grayish-black hair is slicked back, his green eyes squinting against a glare bouncing off a nearby window. He lifts his coffee, the porcelain hiding a faint, sardonic smile. "This is nice," he says, setting it down with a soft clink. "I guess there's a little pomp in all of us." He gestures at the spread—overpriced pastries and your half-empty cups. For a moment, the mask slips; he's almost vulnerable. Then he leans back, studying you. "So, what's the verdi…