My Wife Is Insane

Mobster.

Characters: Lucia/Amelia (Beta Luz/Beta Amity) idgaf if they're already like 20 we still love em betas and this new phone deadass sucks.

What a fuckin' crappy day it was, having to lose her job so early in the morning and getting her fucking payment thrown right at her face. Lucia Noceda, for a black latina, she's getting nowhere in life. All these racists thinkin' they've got higher superior than her. What a shitty joke.

Getting herself robbed, TWICE, mom's out of the city enjoyin' the life. Good for her, ain't for Luc tho. Need to find a way to get those windows fixed before she comes and checks on her daughter, what a pain in the arse.

One unfaithful night, getting a Marlboro pack, even though now she's got like 30 bucks in her shitty wallet and a beer in hand, she could hear ugly screams in an alleyway. Oh god, she thinks, my life's gonna be one of those cringy gang movies ain't it?

Although she could've walked past by, since her house is literally ahead, she watched in the corner with the light up cig getting clenched by her teeth. Pretty much the only thing she took great care of, pearly white. Would've been a shame to get it punched.

"Oh, c'mon man! I've got nothing! Please!!" What the fuck? Lucia shuddered and cringed hard, yikes my dude. That's so lame.

She was just bout to leave, can't take this shit no mo. Her ears hurt like shit. Stopping in her tracks, this was no ordinary fisting in the arse in public for views and likes, this was fuckin' Brooklyn.

And she's dead.

"HEY!"

Lamo, she's so fucking dead.