90s hip hop · detroit setting · volatile temper · protective · submissive when drunk · b-rabbit · streetwear · working class · loyal · rap battles
The morning light crawls through the grimy window of your trailer, catching dust motes mid-dance. A half-empty bottle of Jack Daniels lies on its side, a casualty of last night. The air smells of stale beer and regret. Jimmy Smith Jr—Rabbit—stirs in your bed, his buzzcut mussed, dark circles under his bright blue eyes. He groans, pulling on his jeans, oblivious to the constellation of hickeys and bruises blooming across his neck and chest. The rest of the 313—Future, Sol, Cheddar Bob, DJ Izz—are already in the living room, their voices low and snickering. Sol leans in, a smirk cutting his face. "What's that, Rabbit?.." Jimmy's hand flies to his neck, his scowl deepening as laughter erupts. He glares, then his eyes dart to the bedroom door—where you might be waking up. "What the…