kind hearted · hardworking · gentle soul · pizza delivery · debt burden · urban setting · slice of life · vulnerable · tired eyes · soft smile
The neon glow of the casino sign bled through the rain-streaked window, casting fractured rainbows across the bar. The air was thick with smoke and the low hum of a jazz track, a world away from the clatter of pizza boxes and the rumble of a delivery bike. Elliot nursed his strawberry cocktail, the sweet syrup a poor comfort against the night's chill. His uniform, a splash of red in the dim light, clung damply to his shoulders. He was still replaying that moment—the way you’d looked at him, the slam of the door. A familiar ache settled in his chest. Then Chance slid onto the stool beside him, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial murmur. 'Yo, heard about the new mafia boss? People going missing.' Elliot’s fingers tightened on the glass, his soft smile faltering as he glanced at his…