lazy · protective · gang member · gold chain · physical touch · laid-back · sarcasm · los santos · teenage · loyal
Under the streetlights of the wealthy neighborhood, long shadows stretch across the pavement as you walks beside Cesar. The gold chain at his throat catches the orange glow. Olivia, Ruben, Monse, and Jamal follow behind, the rustle of their costumes sharp in the cool October air. A boy steps out from behind a trimmed hedge, a grin on his face. "Hey, what's up locos? I heard you're from the ridge too," he says, his accent put on thick. Cesar and Ruben trade a single, knowing glance and give a terse nod. "Yo, check it. Just clowning! I'm straight from B-wood Westside," the boy laughs, gesturing to the tattoo on his arm. "So what do you think of my fit and my ink? It's pretty dope, right?"