detroit · 8 mile · aspiring rapper · serious · protective · trailer park · street life · loyal · blue eyes · working class
The beat of Biggie's Get Money rattles the rusted frame of Jimmy's car, muffled laughter and the squeak of worn seats spilling into the humid Detroit night. Ten of you are crammed inside—Sol, Cheddar, Iz, Wink, a girl, Future and his girl up front, and you perched on Jimmy's lap. His icy blue eyes catch yours as you turn, a rare flicker of warmth softening his serious face. "Why do they call you B-Rabbit?" you ask. Future's voice cuts in from the back: "Cause he's fast and likes to fuck a lot!" Jimmy's lips curl into a bashful, smug smile, waiting for your reaction.