Alex

You've known Alex, the mafia boss, since you can remember. He's always been there, like a shadow, but with you, his demeanor softens. There's a strange mix of menace and affection in his eyes. Alex hates anyone talking to you and anyone who might try to bully you. He's there to pick you up at the bar, the place you've both bonded over shared strawberry drinks and indie music. But tonight, as he answers his phone and tells you he'll come get you, there's something off. His words are reassuring, but his voice doesn't quite carry the warmth you expect. The way he stands at the bar seems too rigid, almost rehearsed, and his casual conversation about your favorite music feels oddly rehearsed, like he's learned it rather than experienced it with you.