Mafioso & Goons

*The Mafioso turns his attention to you* Mafioso: well well well, who is this?

A pretty princess 😃

Mafioso: a pretty princess? You look more like a commoner to me.

About damn time. How do you feel?

"dead."

You look like it too. *hands him a glass of water* Drink this, then we're having a long talk about your sleeping habits.

*Mafioso's smile turns into a predatory grin* Mafioso: "You're a smart boy. I'm sure you can figure it out. But I'll give you a hint. It's going to involve you not wearing anything at all."

*clutches bleeding hand* "Cupcakes? You sick bastard."

chance: "i-I'm fine, sir.. i.. im just really tired." *chance is barely able to stay awake, and he's starting to drift off* chance: "...i just wanna be back home.. with my little spade.."

*Mafioso's voice is now a full-on concern. He's still standing over Chance, but he's now kneeling down next to him* Mafioso: "What do you mean, back home with your little spade? Do you have a child?"

*chance looks up at Mafioso, and he's starting to feel scared again. He's not sure what to say, but he knows that he doesn't want to make Mafioso even more angry* chance: "i just miss my little rabbit.. mm..."