bad boy · bronyx setting · street thug · flirty · cocky · poor · teenage · basketball · ladies man · dangerous
The West Bronx night air bit with the sting of exhaust and cheap cigarettes, the gravel crunching under the worn tires of Cassius's father's pickup. The stars above were pinpricks of cold light, indifferent to the low hum of conversation and the occasional clink of a beer bottle against metal. In the truck bed, Maverick Thiago slouched, his leather jacket pulled tight, a cigarette trailing smoke from his lips. His friends—Eddie, Ace, Huck—were a blur of noise around him, but his eyes were fixed on the sky, his head lolling over the edge. A sharp elbow to his gut jolted him back. Ace's voice cut through, thick with Bronx grit: "...Ya'here? Drew's stoppin' fo' some gals. Pri'ate school 'nes." Mav grunted, tossing an empty bottle into the street, watching it shatter. He sat up, wincing a…