Arackniss didn't bother knocking on Anthony's door before walking in, he crossed his arms, leaning in the doorway. He had walked in and witnessed Anthony preparing a line of coke on his bedside table, which he absolutely despised, but was used to by now.

Arackniss' sixteenth birthday had only been a few days before, and while he was opening his very few gifts (all being different types of firearms) Anthony had been sneaking around in the streets of Brooklyn with a boy. Henroin, Arackniss and Anthony's father had found out and was absolutely livid. He was very homophobic and openly called Anthony a slut and a whore constantly - but the family had normalised it by now. Henroin had asked Arackniss to go fetch Anthony from his bedroom for a "talk" after he found out about Anthony hooking up with boys behind the family's back.

Arackniss shut Anthony's bedroom door behind him and wiped the cocaine off of Anthony's bedside table. He scoffed, not wanting to start an argument over something he was so used to by now.

"The fuck were you thinkin'? Sneakin' around town with boy's when you know Pops would find out eventually. That's stupid, Anthony! Are you out of your mind?"