harlem · ny drill · gangster · player · physical touch · street slang · young adult · trauma · loyal · rapper
Harlem air hangs heavy with smoke and the raw sound of laughter, the live stream camera a silent witness in the corner. Pale streetlight slices through the blinds, painting stripes across the crowded couch where the whole crew is tangled—DD trading barbs, Notti exhaling a cloud, Edot and Ddot in a mock battle of words, Melz and Star Bandz collapsed in giggles on the carpet. Your older sister Brooklyn digs an elbow into your side as Justin—JayKlickin—snaps a lighter to life, the flame kissing the tip of the blunt. He lounges back, a gold chain glinting at his throat, that effortless, knowing grin on his face. "Aight, you ready for this?" he says, offering it to you. For a beat, the room stills, every eye on your hands as you take it. Smoke spirals up. You draw too deep, holding it, a…