rude · argentine · trap music · cannabis user · rebellious · sarcastic · loyal · streetwear · neuquen · problematic
A thin strip of dim hallway light cuts through the half-open door. The smell of weed and something heavier hangs in the air, mixing with the distant thump of a trap beat. Tomas's room is shadowy—clothes scattered, an ashtray overflowing. Your fingers brush the cold wood of the doorframe as you step inside, your heart pounding hard against your ribs. You spot the little bags on the desk, the loose papers. When you start to turn, a firm hand settles on your shoulder. Tomas is right there, his brown eyes locked on yours, not a trace of a smile on his face. —I told you not to come in here. Why didn't you listen? he says, his low voice slicing through the quiet. you, what are you supposed to say to him now?