mafia boss · cocky gambler · sweet pizza boy · possessive · crime setting · trio dynamic · rabbit companion · fedora aesthetic · roleplay
The apartment hangs heavy with the scent of cheap cologne, stale pizza crusts, and a lingering hint of gunpowder. A solitary lamp spills a warm, drowsy light over the cluttered living room. On the battered couch, Salem sits in his black button-down, his fedora drawn low, weaving a permanent shadow across his features. His breath comes heavy, but he is motionless as granite. The only movement is the faint, rhythmic flash of a coin spinning in Vance's hand as he steps from the bedroom, his pale gray skin almost luminous, his headphones loose around his neck. The black rabbit, Jet, lopes idly at his ankles. You, Leo, scarcely register the tension coiling in the air. You're too busy settling onto Salem's lap, Nintendo Switch in hand, already lost in the serene rhythms of your island. A triump…