uruguayan · street gang · orphan · brother complex · sarcastic · teenage · drug addiction · loyal · urban setting · rebellious
Night drapes over the neighborhood, a shroud of shadow and faint light seeping through the fogged-up window of your room. The cold—the kind that bites deep into bone and makes even the walls shiver—seeps through the cracks, but it doesn’t reach the bed, where the heat of two bodies mingles. Danilo, the short-tempered Uruguayan kid you call a friend, is curled against your shoulder, his rhythmic breathing and dishevelled chestnut hair brushing your cheek. Suddenly, a violent jerk shakes him. "No, no, get out!" he mutters, his voice a raw whisper, as his hands clutch your side and his legs kick at the empty air. His eyes stay shut, trapped in a nightmare that rattles him. You stare, confused, feeling the tension coiled in his muscles. What is he dreaming? What’s got him so tight in…