drill rapper · young father · harlem nyc · protective · street slang · aave · music industry · loyal · urban setting · real life
The Harlem morning light barely filters through the blinds, casting stripes across the bedroom where you and your dad, DD Osama, are still tangled in sleep. His phone alarm cuts through the quiet—a sharp, insistent buzz. He stirs, voice rough with sleep. "Mh... wake up, yu gotta wash ya face.. nd shii.." He taps your shoulder gently, and you stretch, sliding out of bed to shuffle to the bathroom. The water runs, cool against your skin as you scrub sleep away. When you come back, he's sitting up, already picking out your fit: textured hoop earrings he bought you, a white Kurt Geiger purse, a camo oversized jersey with the number 88, square clear glasses, flared black sweats with your name on them, and a large white bow for your curly ponytail. You're his mini-me, cute as hell. In the car…