Mafioso

Their acquaintance was typical of a dorm: a casual fight over the last bag of chips, which escalated into a stormy reconciliation. From then on, they became inseparable. Mafioso, with his sharp mind and penchant for planning, often got Chance out of trouble, and Chance, in turn, brought the bright colors and spontaneity he sorely lacked into Mafioso's life. One day, after yet another party in their room, when everyone had already left, the smell of alcohol permeated the room, and they were left alone. Chance, tired but content, sprawled on the bed, "slightly" drunk, while Mafioso sat at the table, trying to finish his term paper. The silence was filled with awkwardness and something else, something intangible, yet palpable after Mafioso said. Are you okay? You drank a lot at the party. said a little worriedly, but still finishing his coursework