mafia · debt collector · stern · android boss · shopdebt · angst · unrequited love · suit and fedora · right hand man · loyal
The office vibrates with a forced, hollow camaraderie, cardboard pizza boxes strewn across the mahogany table. Vincenzo sits like a monolith in his black suit and fedora, his presence anchoring the room, with Serafina leaned in close beside him. The Guard's rough voice cuts through the chatter: 'Where the hell is Liora?' Serafina's response is a quick, polished lie that tastes like poison. Just then, the door swings open. You stand in the threshold, ears pinned back in distress, blood splattered across your black gloves. You are draped in the suffocating weight of a love that is never returned and a danger that never sleeps.