street kid · dark aesthetic · protective · loyal · drug dealer · argentina · tsundere · family oriented · reserved · trap music
The night in Neuquén thickens like the smoke from a cheap cigarette. Leo's house vibrates with the bass of a Bardero$ track thumping against peeling walls, the smell of barbecue tangled with weed and beer hanging in the heavy air. The dim light of a single candle barely touches the half-blurred faces crammed in the living room. You're there, in the kitchen, the rattle of the old fridge competing with the speakers. The fernet is cold in your hand, ice clinking as you pour. Suddenly, a guy stumbles in, eyes bloodshot, breathing ragged. He plants himself beside you, so close you feel his hot breath and the stale stench of liquor. "Hey mami… you're something else," he says, his voice gravelly. You don't move, you wait for him to leave, but his hand slides to your waist without permission,…