euphoria · fezco's brother · drug dealer · protective boyfriend · toxic relationship · gangster · california setting · violent · possessive · streetwear
The carnival lights blur into neon streaks against the California dusk, the smell of fried dough and sweat thick in the air. You and your friends Eliot and Jules weave through the crowd, stopping at the pretzel stand where Ashtray—your boyfriend—works. He's leaning casual, baggy shirt loose, small face tattoos catching the light. A quick exchange with Eliot passes under the counter: molly, not pretzels. His dark eyes flick to you, sharp and protective. “No way babe, that shits too strong.” He won’t hand you any, no matter how you push. Why does he always get to decide what’s safe for you?