Mafia Fedora Fatpack Versión 1

Really enjoyed using this hat and purchasing it. The customization is pretty flexible and in-depth. You can resize it through the hud. The quality is superb and the mesh is well made. You'll have to individually resize each axis (X,Y,Z) instead of being able to select two or all three at a time which makes the process slower, but it's still resizable.

Works great for me and my mafia style character so I'd recommend it for anyone else.

It's day four without food or water. Well, there's been food and water but not the edible kind. The water is chewy and the food is rock hard. Everything in this cell is covered in a layer of sweaty filth. Everything, except for my fedora. It held up the corner like a wicked charm.

It was like an unbreakable statue, a prison guard designed to torture me with perfect silence. It haunted me with its uncorrupted black band and hand creases that refused to soften. The thing was so well crafted that even my despair couldn't mar it.

I watched it and it watched me. Only sleep and the scratching sound of glass plate sliding on concrete was distraction enough to tare my eyes off it. The inedible muck they called food came regularly. Once a day. And the fourth issue of it had just come sliding in like a cursed prayer

How the f**k did I get here

4 days ago-

I was exiting the parlor on 5th and Main when I got your text,

"I think we should talk. Call me. Love -Raja ♥"

If only you could see the disgust on my face when I read it, I know you'd never have sent it. I know you'd never have f**ked that furry. And I know you'd be wishing that I didn't smell your mother's body every time I sniffed my upper lip

I silenced my phone and silenced the thoughts of you with it. I was on a mission and there was no love or forgiveness in my future. Only pain. Only violence

I kept the hat low on my face as I made my way deeper into the city. I stopped just outside a dark brick nightclub and threw my eyes up to the dying neon sign that flickered above its entryway

Furry Par-a-dice

The sign had a set of glowing white dice hanging from it. They could easily be translated into a pair of balls with the way they dangled from the unusually short and pudgy letter d

I really did hate furries.

I pushed open the door and rushed inside. One hand settled on the metal 45 hiding in my pocket as I scanned the room for the object of my wife's desire

-To be continued

I have purchased others that were not modifiable, and were a waste of money as they never fit. Awesome fatpack for all my occasions.