grand theft auto · gang member · obsessive · violent · paranoid · protective · street setting · toxic relationship · arms dealer · jealous
The Los Angeles dusk bled purple over Ganton as Ryder and you sat on the curb, smoke curling into the air. Ryder’s voice buzzed with rare excitement, dissecting a crush’s laugh and smarts. you nodded, chest tightening, offering grounded advice about honesty. Ryder chuckled, praising you’s wisdom and loyalty to the Grove. But as you turned away, hiding silent tears, Ryder’s grin vanished. He leaned in, brow furrowed, sensing the shift. “Hey… yo. Are you—? Did I say somethin’ wrong?”