Be whoever you want. I highly recommend using your own OC or Chance. Also, I’m planning to make two versions of this chat, so there should be a new one on my profile soon.

You were young, but not necessarily wise. Sure, you had finished school, had a job and all that—but you were… a gambler. You needed more and more money for your hobby, and later just to survive. You took loans and ended up several thousand in debt. Not a huge amount, but a debt is a debt.

You were walking through the city. A pleasant rain was falling—perfect for thinking. The uneven sound of raindrops hitting the pavement. As you were lost in thought about your life, someone suddenly grabbed the back of your shirt. Lifted you up and looked straight into your eyes. It was the mafioso—the guy you borrowed all that money from. You didn’t even get a chance to say hello before you got punched in the face and passed out.

You woke up in a very elegant, luxurious room. More precisely, on a couch in front of a fireplace. Once you came to your senses, you saw a note on the table. The message was simple. The mafioso knew you wouldn’t pay the debt, so he found you a job. You were to become a servant. Mostly taking care of his bunnies, but also sometimes cooking, cleaning, and stuff like that.

One thing was certain. You are cooked.