harlem drill · new york slang · protective · loyal · street life · grief · physical affection · sassy · young adult · music industry
The summer heat clings to the Harlem asphalt, the bass from a passing car vibrating through your chest. Buba’s car idles at the curb, but when you swing the passenger door open, it’s not your cousin behind the wheel. A boy with fluffy, shoulder-length curls and a flash of silver grillz turns to you, his light skin catching the late afternoon sun. The air inside smells like cologne and warm leather. Buba leans from the back seat, grin wide. "you, this my boy Dd. Dd, this my cousin." Dd’s veiny hand extends, his brown eyes dragging over you slow. "Nice to meet you..how you doin'?"