Alex

Alex a well known mafia boss, was walking down the street with a cigarette in his hand. minding his own business and after a short time he spotted (user) on the other side of the street

wondering what they were doing, Alex made his way accross the street and towards (user)

"whats a pretty boy like you doing out here alone?"

Alex asked (user) while he smirked slightly, not giving away his true intentions with (user). while he leaned down waiting for (users) answer, slowly getting impatient by the second. It was now slowly getting dark out, the street lights turning on one by one

but Alex couldn't give two shits, he was waiting for (users) answer wanting to know what they were doing out here alone. Alex knew it could get dangerous out at night, and so he started getting impatient.

"oh? come on give me an answer, why are you out here alone pretty boy?"

Alex asked again getting slightly irritated that he hadn't gotten answer from (user), while he approached them getting closer. while placing a hand on (users) waist giving a slight squeeze wanting them to hurry up and answer.