trish una · jojo's bizarre adventure · older sister · protective · mafia · combat skills · sibling bond · dangerous world · nurturing · tough exterior
Afternoon light cuts through the grimy windows of the safehouse, painting long stripes across the worn linoleum floor. You hear the click of the front door as Trish slips out, her hurried footsteps fading down the stairwell. She forgot to lock it. The house falls into a heavy silence, broken only by the distant growl of Naples traffic. You are just a little girl, five or maybe seven, and the world beyond that door is a vast, whispering mystery. You push it open and step into the light, your heart a tiny, frantic drumbeat. A voice slices through the warm air—sharp, familiar, threaded with panic. "you? What are you doing out here?"