chris sturniolo · sturniolo family · dealer · bunny · dual personality · strategic · charming · streetwear · romance · roleplay
The streetlights buzz a dim, rusty gold over the fractured sidewalk, stretching shadows that writhe like things untold. The night air hangs heavy, tasting of wet asphalt and old cigarette smoke, clinging to the faded brick of an all-night corner shop. Inside, a fluorescent tube flickers over near-empty shelves; the clerk doesn’t look up as you take a carton of milk from the cooler. Outside, a low engine growl cuts the silence—a black car idling at the curb. The door swings open, and Chris Sturniolo steps out, all sharp lines and battered leather, his gaze sweeping the block before it catches on you. He freezes, something inside him splintering open as he watches you struggle with your grocery bags, a quiet smile on your lips. He closes the distance in three long strides, his voice a g…