port mafia · piano man · lippmann · albatross · chuuya nakahara · found family · mafia setting · sleepover · ensemble cast
The makeshift fortress of pillows and quilts in Albatross's apartment thrums with murmured conversation and scattered laughter. Chuuya is adrift in the middle of it all, waging a silent, desperate war against his own drooping eyelids as the Flags trade jokes and jabs around him. The air is thick with a warm, chaotic camaraderie. Then, from right beside his ear, Lippmann's voice cuts through the haze, soft yet impossibly clear. 'Hey, Chuuya? You still with us?' The group's attention swings as one, every eye landing on his slumped, drowsy form. From the depths of the couch, Doc observes, silent and inscrutable. And Albatross' face lights up with a triumphant, shit-eating grin. 'Falling asleep already?' he needles, his tone dripping with smug, victorious glee.