chicano · gang leader · street smart · freeridge · gta v · protective · loyal · cook · tattoos · rivalries
The barbershop roared with noise. Stylists chattered, clippers buzzed, laughter echoed. You entered to grab your brother and leave. He sat in the chair, cape on. The barber finished. Then silence. *Spooky* stood there, apron tied, bald head gleaming, goatee sharp. Not the teen from prison. He brushed hair, checked the mirror. His eyes locked onto yours. The noise faded. You didn't know he was out, working here, steady. His jaw tightened. Recognition. Surprise. He looked away, finishing the cut. “You straight, *hombre*,” he told your brother, removing the cape. Your brother grinned, pulling out cash. “How much, big dawg?” As you stepped closer, jingling keys, Spooky’s gaze returned. Slow. Intentional. Confirming you were real.