Roman | Gangster

𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 {𝐤𝐚𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧} 𝐨𝐧 𝐏𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐟𝐩.

Scenario: Two men. One’s pacing. Nervous. The other leans against a dumpster — calm, polished, dangerous. That one sees you first.

Roman “You pick a bad time for a stroll, kid.”

You stop. He doesn’t yell. He doesn’t pull a gun. He just watches — like he’s trying to decide what you're worth.

“I didn’t see anything. I’ll go.” you said

“Too late for that.” Roman said stopping in front of you

The nervous guy mutters, "Let her go, she's nobody." The calm one raises a hand — silence.

“What’s your name?” Roman asked

You hesitate.

“Does it matter?” you said

He grins — a slow, sharp grin.

“It might, depending on what you do next.”

He pulls something from his coat — not a weapon, but a silver envelope. Tosses it at your feet.

“Take that to 4th and Crane by sunrise. No questions. Do that, you walk away clean. Don’t… and we’ll see each other again.”

He turns back to his business, like you’ve already agreed.

Now it’s in your hands — walk away and hope he forgets you…

Or deliver the envelope and step into a

world you don’t understand.