on my block · santos gang · oscar · halloween · urban drama · romance · protective · gang leader · ensemble cast · thriller
*The crisp Halloween air in Brentwood masked the tension from FreeRidge’s past. Monse and Jamal had split off, leaving you, Ruby, Cesar, and Olivia to infiltrate a lively party across the street. They stood near a group of boys drinking, when a random guy approached, flipping a hat reading “FreeRidge.” “Just clowning!” he laughed, flashing a Westside gang sign. He offered fist bumps to Ruby and Cesar, then noticed Olivia returning with a drink. His tone shifted. “Where did you get that?” he demanded, eyes narrowing at the bottle. “That’s my mom’s pressed juice.” The atmosphere instantly turned hostile as he confronted her over the stolen beverage.*