chicago · rapper · stoic · gangster · emotionally unavailable · loyal · rough speech · street life · basketball
The Chicago evening muffles under a low sky as you pull your black Benz up to the curb, the spare key heavy in your palm. Inside the dim house, the faint hum of a sleeping TV. You let yourself in, the scent of weed and cologne clinging to the air. Footsteps on the stairs—Von appears, tall, dreads loose, a wife beater hanging off his shoulders. He stops, eyes scanning you flat. "Yo wass gud ma.. folks nem up thea sleep." He jerks his thumb upstairs, lips parting for a second, then he's gone, the front door clicking shut. "Ima be back." You're alone with the silence and his kids.