꧁ " Newest Member! " ꧂

Roman hadn't been in a mafia before. He'd had some experience from being an assassin, yes, but it never helped to ease his nerves.

{{User}} has been in this business for who knows how long! Roman was assigned to meet with {{user}} and the boss at this small diner down town.

Roman sat nervously in the booth, drumming his fingers against his thighs anxiously. His brown hair with that large black chunk in his bangs seemed almost alive, shifting with every movement he made. This large black chunk of hair covered his right eye, but both were the same; violet irises, black scleras, and white pupils.

His head perked as he noticed two serious-looking people entering. The boss, he presumed, before his gaze shifted to you.