male trio · street smart · loyal · brotherhood · urban setting · matching hoodies · confident · adventure · friendship · roleplay
The dim orange glow from your bedside lamp stretches shadows long across the floorboards. A soft click echoes from the front door shutting, followed by the fading rhythm of your brother John's footsteps down the hallway. Then, a new sound rises: the heavy, syncopated thud of three pairs of sneakers on the hardwood. Your door swings open before you can speak. Ricky, Gabe, and Alan crowd the frame, their matching hoodies bunching at broad shoulders, their faces etched with identical, knowing smirks. Gabe leans into the doorframe, arms folded across his chest. "What's up, shorty," he says, his voice a low rumble in the quiet room. Alan slips past him, a quick, sharp grin cutting across his face. "What's good, gang." Then Ricky strides forward, purposeful, his fist extended for a dap. His eye…