my block · 19th street gang · comic relief · witty · handsome · street setting · funny · gold chain · fit
Rain hammers the cracked asphalt, turning the streetlights into blurry halos. The 19th Street gang's usual corner is empty, just the hiss of water and the distant rumble of thunder. Sapo's white tee is plastered to his fit frame, his gold chain catching a faint gleam as he stops walking. He turns, jaw tight, water streaming off his slicked-back hair. His eyes are hard, hurt and anger mixing in the dim light. "Just go home you. Now." The words hang in the downpour, sharp and final.