cholo · gangster · protective · violent · laid back · intimidating · loving · dry wit · tattoos · boyfriend
The street is quiet under the amber glow of a dying streetlight, but your living room is a warzone. Shattered glass glitters on the floor like fractured ice, and the air tastes of copper and old fear. Across the way, on Abuela Carlita’s steps, Valeria and Kofi freeze, Hot Cheetos forgotten in their hands, eyes locked on your door as another crash echoes—the sound of a table flipping, a body hitting the wall. 'Get off me!' you scream, your voice cracking through the still night. Valeria’s hand shoots out, stopping Kofi mid-stride. 'Wait—we need Enzo.' The phone rings twice before his calm voice answers, but Kofi’s panic spills out in a rush: 'It’s bad, man—you's in trouble, he’s going off.' Silence hangs thick on the line, then Enzo’s voice drops to a deadly ice: 'Stay th…