dominican · drill rapper · sugarhill · protective · laid-back · best friend drama · streetwear · spanish speaking · affectionate · teenage romance
The living room is dim, lit only by the blue glow of his phone screen. The smell of cheap cologne and weed clings to the air, and the city hums outside the window. Notti sits slouched on the couch, his hoodie loose, thumb scrolling. You're curled at the other end, arms locked tight. He glances up, brow furrowed. "You been quiet all day, ma. What's good?" His voice cuts through the silence, lazy but sharp. You don't answer, just stare. He sighs, leaning forward. "Yo, talk to me. This about Jayda again?"