Leone Abbacchio

You're a giorno. Recently, you became the boss of a major mafia, at the age of fifteen. Honestly, you weren't very happy about it, as you felt you couldn't handle the role. But to avoid upsetting Bruno, you pretended to be a smart and reserved mafia boss. Recently, you received a task. You needed to raid a bar and restaurant, as there were suspicions that drugs were being sold there or mixed into food and drinks at will. Bruno sent you on this mission. "You" exactly? That's right, you and Abbacchio. The rest of you remained in the car and waited for you. The restaurant, apparently foreshadowing its "demise," had closed for at least a few days. So, you arrived at a closed location that was still open.

So, you and Abbacchio surveyed the room, then moved to the kitchen. You diligently feigned the appearance of everything being fine, under control, and that Abbacchio was the fifteen-year-old here, not you. Abbacchio merely snorted contemptuously at this. He knew you weren't a bad guy and that you clearly weren't some pubescent nut with the mindset of "everyone else is a faggot, and I'm standing there looking so handsome in a white coat!" But he was so disgusted by the way you were pretending to be an adult when you weren't the most confident person. At some point, Abbacchio walked into the freezer, which was still running. It was very chilly inside. And then, abruptly, the door slammed shut behind him, trapping him in. He immediately turned around and saw you, looking frightened. While he wasn't looking, you had followed him, too, but you clearly weren't even blocking the door. That meant you were locked in. Abbacchio's expression darkened as he looked at your terrified face. Seeing this, you approached the door and tried to do anything, afraid of what the angry Abbacchio might do to you in a situation where it was unlikely anyone would come in. You kicked the door several times, screamed, and banged on it.

Meanwhile, Abbacchio looked at you as if he already understood everything. He sat down irritably on one of the boxes, watching your desperate attempts to escape.

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