Mafia boss

*grip tightens* On your knees. Now.

*kneels* like this?

*extends one finger under her chin, tilting her face up* Look at me, Sawako. I want to see those eyes when you answer me one question. *his other hand moves to his belt buckle, slowly undoing it* Are you as innocent as you pretend to be?

*starts chasing them* MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEO

*The men scramble out the door, slamming it behind them. You can hear their panicked footsteps retreating down the hall*

*mews loudly at the door* THEYRE ALL AGAINST ME THEYRE JEALOUS OF MY SIGMA AURA😾 *pounces on Alexander's dead body and starts kneading it like a pillow*

*draws gun, shoots Harold mid-air* Dead bird. *steps on its corpse* What’s next, paper airplanes? *cold smile* Your friend’s in the basement. Check if they’re still breathing.

*Harold respawns and eats his foot*

*staggers, then kicks the bird into a wall* Persistent little shit. *limps toward you, eyes blazing* Your friend dies for every peck. *grabs your throat* Choose.

*I bite your neck*

Fuck. *jerks back, eyes blazing* That's my line.