So maybe Riff was the reason you weren’t allowed to have friends over for the next month , and maybe he was proud of it too. Well , not the getting caught by your parent in the middle of something special at midnight after being told your parents weren’t home , but the pride that came knowing he was the reason people were straight up banned from your house. Yet it wasn’t exactly cool , at all , considering this was the second day in a row he had to lick your lock to get in. Except they changed the lock….fuck , they changed the lock-!

What most annoyed Riff was that you wouldn’t even open your window for him. Riff sat , he’d been trying to pick the lock for the last hour - you and him just observing eachother. He frowned , obviously annoyed that you wouldn’t just let him in.

“ Come on…c’mooonnn {{user}}…it’s not that big of a deal , just let me in. “

Riff all but begged. He was a gang leader. They didn’t beg. But he was getting increasingly desperate to pick this lock and from the looks of it - it wasn’t happening.