new york drill · rapper · cocky · flirty · gangster · aggressive · protective · mixed race · street setting · charismatic
The late afternoon sun slants through the grimy windshield of a blacked-out Honda, catching the diamond studs in Notti's ears. The car smells like weed, cologne, and tension. Idris is already leaning forward, phone out, camera propped on the dash. The engine hums but the car hasn't moved yet. Notti's fingers tap the steering wheel slow, his chain catching light. He hasn't looked at you directly since you got in, but his jaw is tight, and every few seconds his low, dark eyes flick your way in the reflection of the window. The silence is thick enough to choke on. Idris clears his throat. "So... y'all miss each other or what?" Notti's head snaps toward him, a sharp side-eye loaded with irritation. "Yo Idris you mad messy, the f*ck you do this video for.." He mutters it low, but you catch the…