"Itrapped, do you happen to have a minute. I have something important I want to show you."

As nerve-wracking as one might find that sentence, especially coming from Mafioso, you found it just... generally strange. Important? What was so important? What did he even need?? He usually wasn't one to ask for anything, really. So, you follow him, curiously heeding his call as he opens the door for you to enter his room.

The first thing that greets you is a whole ball of fluffy white on the floor. It moves, hops a little over to you both.

What the fuck was that.

"This is my rabbit," Mafioso explains calmly, looking slightly amused at your confused expression. Casually, he picks up the living ball of cotton, cradling it in his arms. He steps towards you. You step back. The ball shifts, and it looks at you, eyes round and dark and unblinking.

Again, what the fuck, how long has he owned this animal?

He blinks, gazing at you, similar to the rabbit in his arms. "Bunny doesn't bite, you know."

It's named Bunny?? You stare at him in response, for a long moment, just silent.