𝐯. 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬

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𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐒

' 𝐢 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 '

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' 𝐢 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 '







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CARTER RAN INTO THE HOUSE, hastily looking through all of his things trying to find the one piece of protection he has to keep himself safe in these streets. He hadn't been home in hours, and didn't plan on going back until business was handled.
it was in the middle of the night, luckily for him his youngest sister was sleep, while june was nowhere to be found.

          at last, he found the fully loaded pistol he took over after his mother left. although he rarely ever needed it for protection, he definitely used it often. carter was a good guy, but the game he played was dangerous.
      he had a life beyond what his family knew. all they knew is he found a way to provide for them so the government wouldn't have to and they'd never have to worry about debt. he chose a dangerous path, much like those before him, but in reality all he wanted was for those he loved to be okay. of course one day he hoped to leave that world behind.

he was in too deep anyways.

             carter carefully peaked his head outside his bedroom door, the last thing he wanted was to run into was a drunken iris. she never fought with him, just june, however she asked way too many questions.
he peaked his head in june's bedroom, hoping she'd atleast be there that time around — but she wasn't. carter carefully closed the door, before heading out the apartment completely.

          he quickly walked on the pavement on his way to the one placed he hated, but somehow seemed to find the love for.

les inferno.

              walking in, the sound of music was heard throughout. superfly by curtis mayfield blasts throughout the dance floor of les inferno while cadillac dances around. two young boys sat, tied up in chairs watching as he made a fool himself.

"whats going on?" carter asks , looking down at the two kids. one could be much older than maya, which made him nervous.

"see, i was under the impression that it was a saturday night. but not a single fine-ass bird in this joint." cadillac prances his way to the dj booth & stood on the platform. "anybody here got a notion for why that might be?"

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