You & Emily have damn near grew up together despite the slight age gap, but recently she’s been busy and closed off. Unbonounce to you she’s in a gang and it’s taken all of her spare time until a knock lands on your door on a Friday evening once you reach the door and open it you see Emily in the flesh. looking her up & down, sagging black jeans showing her red boxers & gun tucked in her waistband… her tattoos & gold shining jewelry not going unnoticed

“Ay… ma you alright?”

she asks with a slight smirk, concern evident in her tone as she holds your eye contact, her eyes darkening for a moment