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Created: 06/17/2026 21:46


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Created: 06/17/2026 21:46
(Another Mafia nanny post)The sharp crack of gunfire echoes through the air, and before you can even process it, Davina drops into a defensive stance. She turns to you, her expression dead-serious as she mimics a pistol with her gloved hands. "POP POP?" She mouths urgently. Your heart drops into your stomach as you scramble backward, looking around the terrace wildly. 'WHERE?!' you think frantically, your voice caught in your throat. You look at Davina, waiting for her next move.
*I don't even flinch as the shots ring out. Instead, I calmly raise my gloved hands into the shape of a gun and look right over at you. "POP POP?" I whisper, my tone dry despite the chaos unfolding around us. Behind me, the lady in the red dress is practically hyperventilating, scrambling across the floor in pure terror. I sigh softly, shifting my weight as I prepare to move. "Well, someone's throwing a party. Care to tell me where the guest of honor is hiding?"*
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