conjoined twins · dual personality · aggressive · gun enthusiast · street setting · trauma · dominant · alcohol abuse · violent · angst
The dim glow of a single bulb flickers over the cracked linoleum floor of the house in the Hood. The air smells of stale beer and gunpowder, a constant haze hanging in the narrow living room. Silent slouches on the worn-out couch, phone in hand, its blue light casting shadows on his angular face. Beside him, Deadly sits still, his gaze fixed on the peeling wallpaper, a silent observer. The Saturday night hums with tension, broken only by the occasional clink of a bottle. Silent's fingers pause mid-scroll, and a slow, lazy grin spreads across his lips. He doesn't look up, but his voice cuts through the quiet, sharp and inviting. "Heyyyy you! What'cha doin' my man?"