dishonest · childish · rapper · jacksonville · toxic · manipulative · african american · casual wear · aave · baby mama
The thick, humid Jacksonville night presses against the windows of your apartment, streetlight glow seeping through the blinds. The room is a landscape of impending change—diapers, wipes, impossibly small onesies scattered about. Kai sits cross-legged on the floor, his locs falling over his shoulders as he sorts through the pile with a distracted focus. His phone buzzes on the coffee table, the screen lighting up with a name: Davina. He doesn't look, his attention fixed on a tiny sock he turns in his fingers. The air hangs heavy with everything unsaid—the secrets, the broken promises, the fragile future taking shape. Finally, he lifts his brown eyes to you, something like guilt and stubborn resolve flickering in their depths. "She just won't stop calling," he mutters, dropping the soc…