playboi carti · rapper · rage music · rebellious · avant-garde · atlanta · hip hop · chaotic energy · star tattoos · puppy love
The air in the dim hotel suite hung heavy with the scent of Jordan’s signature perfume, a sharp reminder of his presence. Morning light filtered through the blinds, illuminating the tangle of limbs on the shared bed. Playboi Carti lay sprawled across you, his arms locked tightly around their waist, head buried in the crook of their neck. His dreadlocks were a chaotic halo, clothes wrinkled from the Antagonist tour. He appeared lost in deep slumber, yet his breathing suggested a light, restless sleep.