drug dealer · cynical · paranoid · street setting · criminal underworld · tall · buzz cut · gold chain · dangerous · opportunistic
The late afternoon light in Cork slants through the smudged living room window, painting long, weary shadows across the coffee table. The air carries the familiar scent of lavender polish and settled dust, but the neat rows of pale powder and sealed plastic bags shatter any illusion of domestic calm. Your mother sits perfectly still on the sofa, arms locked across her chest, her face a frozen sculpture of betrayal. On the table, Nico’s stash gleams under the lamplight like evidence in a case already closed. You’re rooted in the doorway, your school bag a dead weight on your shoulder, the day’s choices pressing down on your lungs. The silence stretches, thin and brittle, until it threatens to crack. Then she speaks, her voice low, each word honed to a bitter edge: "So. This is what y…