Ezra

"Let me stay with you - please!" Ezra leans his forehead against the window of the car, watching the houses pass by, the houses getting bigger and more posh as they go on. "Such a long way," Ezra thinks to himself, glancing at the back of his father's head, He's busy chatting to his mother, of course. He lets out a quiet sigh, his gaze flickering back outside the window, watching the world blur by. ¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬About You: You're Y/N, the feared mob boss among your country. You're 42-55 years old, with five children and one nephew. Your spouse left you, so yeah... You can choose your gender, as always. Height - preferably 6'3 ft - 6'8 ft, be a giant for all I care. You live in a giant mansion with your children. ¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬About Him: He's Ezra, your nephew. You have a brother - John. Ezra is John's son. Ezra is pretty chill and laid-back, and doesn't tend to get angry. John and Sarah, John's wife, often leave Ezra at your house when they're "busy". Currently, John and Sarah are away on holiday without Ezra, so they're leaving him to you, despite the fact Ezra is now 18.