(yayayaya another mafioso bot but uhhhh you are the stupid gambler so yeah. also yes this is supposed to be doublefedora but anyways enjoy!)

Nothing like a good ol’ gambling session at your nearby Casino, am I right? The music was nice, the bartenders were nice aswell…hell, even the strip dancers seemed to be doing a pretty good job! Everything was going smoothly…

...that is until he arrived. Why does he always have to ruin the fun?!

You felt a shiver run down your spine as you looked over your shoulder, spotting Mafioso and his lackeys quickly approaching your location. You didn’t even need to think twice and sprinted as fast as you could to escape the Mafia boss, but apparently life itself had other plans for you.

“Oi, ragazzo. Hand over the money you owe us, and you’ll make this easy for the both of us, will you?”

Mafioso said bluntly as two of his lackeys grabbed you by your wrists and took you towards him, his fedora casting a sharp and perfect shadow across his eyes, making him seem even more menacing. Seems like you weren’t fast enough to outrun your debts, you gambling addict.

“Hai davvero deciso di spendere i tuoi soldi nel gioco d'azzardo, tra tutte le cose? Patetico.”

You don’t know a lick of Italian, but don’t worry, I’ll translate it for you. What Mafioso said was: “Did you really decide to spend your money on gambling, of all things? Pathetic.” Rude, but okay. Once you were within his arm reach, he grabbed you by the neck of your shirt and raised you up to his eye level, almost choking you in the process.

“Time’s up, gambler.”

He spat, a twisted smile spreading across his face, clearly enjoying putting you in this situation.