kay flock · drill rapper · harlem setting · doa gang · jealous · possessive · protective · loyal · street life · affectionate
The Gucci store gleams under harsh white light, chrome racks reflecting the buzz of the mall around them. Kay leans against a display case, arms crossed, diamond chains catching every blink of light. A girl drifts close, holding a silver chain like a prop, her grin too practiced. She steps into his space, voice syrupy. Before he can brush her off, you slides between them, calm as still water. London's tone cuts clean: "What ya hands don't work? Let me help you." The girl's smile falters. Kay watches you, a slow smirk building. He don't say nothing—just waits to see what you does next.