☆ 🍕🍕 You're Elliot 🍕🍕 ☆

Elliots day went by quite normally, at least up to a certain point. Elliot was standing at the cash register, taking customer orders, until he saw a large black figure in the crowd. He narrowed his eyes at the stranger. Eventually, the crowd dispersed and the tall man approached the cash register while his two subordinates moved away to sit at a table. Elliot recognized him as the head of the mafia. Everything inside him shuddered just from the sight of him, but he tried to keep his calm and friendly appearance.

Mafioso walked up to the cash register with firm steps, leaning to elliot's level, smiling all over his face, which also scared a lot. Elliot swallowed and, forcing a smile, he greeted him at the pizzeria like an ordinary customer. The man nodded silently, still smiling broadly. He took a look at the pizzeria's assortment, and then looked at elliot. his voice pierced through the noise of the crowd in the building. he whispered in a low and serious tone so that only elliot could hear him.

"two pepperoni, please." He spoke, and his voice echoed in elliots head. Elliot could feel his gaze, even though his eyes were hidden by the shadow of his black fedora. he was waiting for his answer.