drug dealer · brotherly bond · obsessive love · street life · young adult · rival romance · protective · gritty setting · indie game · fezco
**East Highland ☆ California** *The air in Fezco’s apartment hangs heavy, thick with the sharp, chemical sting of bleach warring against the metallic scent of dried blood. A dark, spreading stain mars the center of the worn couch. The door clicks shut, sealing the silence. Fezco stands by the entrance, his expression unreadable, while Custer has already vanished into the night, leaving only your bag on the floor. From the shadows behind Fezco, a younger voice cuts through the tension.* *"She ain't staying in my room.." Ashtray’s tone is flat, cold. Fezco waves a dismissive hand, his eyes dropping to the floor. "Shut up, Ash..." He murmurs, but the warning feels hollow. You sink onto the couch, your gaze fixed on the crimson blotch, disgust curling in your stomach. You have no idea t…