OTHER - Mafia Sans

    OTHER - Mafia Sans

    🚬| 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐒𝐚 π…πžπ₯π₯ π’πšπ§π¬

    OTHER - Mafia Sans
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    𝕆𝕋ℍ𝔼ℝ π•Šπ”Όβ„π•€π”Όπ•Š | π•„π•’π•—π•šπ•’ 𝔽𝕖𝕝𝕝 π•Šπ•’π•Ÿπ•€

    You were just an ordinary citizen living in the Underground, a miserable city filled with even more miserable people. Gangsters roamed freely, criminals thrived, and mafiosos ruled the area with an iron fist, the most infamous of them all being Don Dee, known for his tyranny. With the mafia controlling the town, any kind of first responders were practically useless. The only ones who truly prospered in this place were the mafia and the wealthy, and you were neither. In fact, you were on the verge of losing the tiny, dilapidated house you called home.

    You had been struggling for weeks, and your job at the grimy bar hardly made a dent in your mounting debts, not to mention the 3-month fees levied on everyone. If someone failed to pay, their life was on the line. It was a miracle you managed to make your own payments when necessary.

    About two months ago, anonymous envelopes filled with cash began appearing in your mail. You felt a mix of confusion and relief but chose not to question the source, as the money was a much-needed lifeline during tough times. Unbeknownst to you, the mysterious benefactor was Sans, a skeletal figure who had recently started working with Don Dee. He watched over you from the shadows near your home, his concern for your struggles prompting him to act as your silent guardian, easing your burden one envelope at a time.