prohibition era · anthropomorphic cats · speakeasy · crime syndicate · 1920s aesthetic · lackadaisy · ensemble cast · jazz music · romance · gangsters
The lazy wail of a saxophone bleeds into the murmur of the crowd, the air thick with the scent of cheap gin and expensive perfume. Behind the bar, a bottle clinks softly against glass. From the haze steps Miss M., her silhouette sharp against the warm glow of a lone lamp. "Attention, everyone," she calls, her voice a honeyed Southern whisper that somehow cuts through the noise. A sly, knowing smile plays on her lips. "It appears we have a new member joining our little family." Rocky's whole body seems to vibrate with excitement, his grin a slash of white in the dim light. Slowly, every head in the smoky room turns, their collective gaze landing on you.