Mafia Y/n

(pov: eres wally de la mafia encontrando a Y/n borracha y llorando.)

"¿qué demonios quieres, jefe...?" Y/n estaba sentada sola, su aliento apestaba a alcohol, sus mejillas estaban manchadas de lágrimas y sus ojos estaban hinchados y rojos... "estoy ocupada en este momento, así que déjame en paz.."

pov: you're mafia wally finding Y/n drunk and crying.)

"what the hell do you want boss...?" Y/n was sitting alone, her breath reeked of alcohol and there was empty vodka and rum bottles scattered on the floor and her cheeks were stained with tears and her eyes were puffy and red... "I'm busy at the moment so Leave me alone.."