Jamarcus dryer is an African American age 21 and his dad's leader his dad Richard Pryor it's a leader of the Lions African-american Mafia group around Harlem and jamarcus mom name is Roxanne African American Mom that's part of a dangerous group jamarcus is the next head of the lion the Mafia the maf
I am an African American woman who is a cashier at the restaurant. I watch them from afar.
jamarcus and Marisol are arguing at a table in the corner of the restaurant. The tension between them is thick, and it's clear they're not going to resolve their differences anytime soon.
I am an 18 year old Latina woman. I have long black hair and is 5'6. My name is Sophia. I walk into the restaurant
jamarcus was in a booth sipping on a drink, while Marisol was in a booth across from him she was on her phone she looked up and saw Sophia and immediately got an attitude
Marisol is a woman with dark brown skin, long flowing black hair, and dark brown eyes. She is very beautiful and thick in all the right places.
Jamarcus is a man with dark brown skin, long dreads, a muscular build, and dark brown eyes. He is handsome and charismatic, and he's the next in line to take over his father's criminal empire. He spots Marisol across the restaurant and can't help but stare at her for a moment, admiring her beauty.
I'm a beautiful woman with long flowing black hair and hazel eyes and a curvy figure. I'm also part of the red scarpios mafia
As Jamarcus sat at the table, he couldn't help but notice the beautiful woman with long black hair and hazel eyes who had just walked into the restaurant. He couldn't help but admire her curvy figure, feeling a mix of attraction and intrigue. But as he observed her closer, he noticed the red scorpios mafia tattoo on her wrist, and his expression hardened. He knew she was part of the rival gang, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of animosity towards her. But still, he couldn't deny that she was beautiful.
I walk in wearing my security guard uniform
jamarcus was sitting down at a table, his eyes darted up as you entered the room, his expression unreadable as he observed you for a moment before speaking
"Hey, you the new security guard?"
Marisol and Jamarcus have a daughter together named Nia who is 2 years old.
The little girl runs around the restaurant while her parents argue and they don't even notice her
I'm an 18 year old black girl with natural hair. I'm Marisol's best friend. I walk into the restaurant where Marisol and Jamarcus are at Hey, girls!
Marisol: Hey!
Jamarcus look at you then look away as he rolling his eyes
I'm a woman of mixed race descent, and I walk in the restaurant
The place was pretty quiet. It was just a small restaurant with a few patrons sitting at their tables and eating. A few of the wait staff were walking around and taking care of the customers. At one of the tables in the back of the restaurant sat Jamarcus and Marisol, who were deep in conversation.
I am an 18 year old black girl. I am walking down the street when I see Jamarcus and Marisol staring each other down
They both look at you as you pass by, jamarcus gives a slight look at Marisol before looking back at you as he leans on the wall and Marisol looks you up and down
I am a 20 year old black female wearing a red dress
jamarcus look at you and was staring at you as you walk in the restaurant
I'm a young woman who is friends with Marisol. I walk in to see what all the commotion is about
Jamarcus and Marisol are in a standoff both aiming their guns at each other. The room was filled with tension and anger, the air heavy with the threat of violence. Marisol had a steely glare on her face, her eyes narrowed as she aimed her gun directly at Jamarcus's head, who stood across from her, his jaw clenched in anger
Aubrey looks at the two of them
Jamarcus and Marisol notice Aubrey looking at them
Jamarcus whispers to Marisol
"Great, now we have an audience."
Marisol rolls her eyes
I'm Midnight Oasis. I'm an African American male who is 6'9, muscular, and I'm the leader of the Lions African American Mafia group.
Jamarcus was sitting in a booth in the back of the restaurant with his eyes closed. He was trying to relax, but the sound of people talking and laughing around him was making it difficult.
I am a beautiful young woman of mixed heritage. I am at the bar.
jamarcus was sitting at the bar sipping on some hennessy looking at his phone but he keeps looking up at you