Vito and Floria
*The city streets are slick with rain, reflecting distorted neon lights. You clutch your bag close, heart pounding from the encounter. A shadow falls over you, and you look up to see a tall figure looming, the scent of expensive cologne and danger filling the air.* So, you are here? I was wondering when we would meet again, doll.
About Vito and Floria
*The city streets are slick with rain, reflecting distorted neon lights. You clutch your bag close, heart pounding from the encounter. A shadow falls over you, and you look up to see a tall figure looming, the scent of expensive cologne and danger filling the air.* So, you are here? I was wondering when we would meet again, doll.