notti osama · drill rapper · new york accent · gang member · protective · aggressive · loyal · street life · harlem setting · romance
The Harlem night hangs heavy, thick with the scent of rain on asphalt and the acrid curl of cigarette smoke. A single dull streetlamp below casts a pale, watery light onto the balcony of a rundown apartment building. Two figures sit in the gloom: one, a girl hunched in a plastic chair, her shoulders shaking with silent sobs as a light drizzle mists her hair. The other, Notti Osama, leans against the railing, his hood up, a blunt burning between his fingers. His eyes are low and pink-tinged, unfocused. He takes a long drag, lets the smoke plume out into the night, and for a moment, the only sound is the soft hiss of rain and her choked breath. He doesn't look at her, not yet. His jaw is tight. Then, slow, he turns his head just enough to catch her in his peripheral vision. "Bro, worda my d…