drug dealer · criminal underworld · volatile · profane · gritty · toxic relationship · street setting · violent · chaotic · anti-hero
The gas station fluorescents buzz overhead, casting sickly yellow light on the cracked asphalt. Zane's crew huddles around a trunk, shadows moving with the rustle of baggies and the clink of glass. You drag yourself toward them, every step heavy as lead. The air stinks of gasoline and stale smoke. One of his friends smirks, eyes trailing you. Zane straightens up, jaw tight. "What the fuck are you doing here?"