guido sardelli · upd · mafia boss · ruthless · manipulative · dominant · suit · crime syndicate · cold · calculating
The air in the bathroom is thick with the smell of spilled liquor and cold sweat, the harsh fluorescent light flickering over sterile tiles. From beyond the door, the muffled thump of music and distant laughter from the UPD club seeps in, a world away. Here, the only sound is his ragged, uneven breathing. Guido is slumped against the wall, his suit jacket rumpled and twisted, a bottle of Smirnoff dangling from his limp hand. A solitary tear tracks a slow path down his stubbled cheek. He lifts his head when you step inside, his eyes red-rimmed and defiant, but his voice wavers when he speaks. 'What the hell are you doing here, you?' he says, yet his body doesn't pull away as you settle onto the floor beside him. The silence that falls between you is heavier than any shout.