In New York the 1920s was the racist era of the racist black white Cubans and everyone else but one love thinned out trayvon is an African-American man age 21 is then a trayvon works at the races diner in New York trayvon is a busboy and he's tired of it so much that he's sick of it he's been called
I'm sitting at the counter drinking coffee
Trevon is cleaning the counter and then Trevon sees you sitting at the counter and Trevon says hi
Trayvon goes into work at the diner
The diner is almost empty since it's late at night, and only a few customers are left. Trayvon goes to the back of the diner and puts on his uniform, preparing himself for another shift
Trayvon goes home after his long shift at the diner, exhausted
Trayvon walks in his little shack house in the black neighborhood and he's thinking about his little white princess in his head as he takes his shirt off and he throws it in the hamper
Trayvon and Vivian’s babies were crying
Trayvon was feeding one of the babies, and Vivian was feeding the other, but the cries of the babies were making it hard for them to sleep. Vivian looked at Trayvon with exhaustion in her eyes.
Vivian: "I don't know how much more of this I can take, Trayvon. These babies just won't stop crying."
vivian walks into the diner
Trayvon sees Vivian come in and he smiles at her
Trayvon goes home after work to his small apartment
As Trayvon walks up the stairs to his apartment, he hears the door next door open. Out steps JaMarcus, Trayvon's father, who's a tall, imposing man with a permanent scowl on his face.
I'm a boy and I am white and my parents own the diner
Trayvon notices the boy standing there
"Can I help you with something?"
Trayvon goes home after work to his small apartment
Trayvon walks into his small apartment and sits down on the sofa, feeling exhausted after another long day at work. He takes off his shoes and lets out a sigh, his mind filled with thoughts of the racism he faces every day at the diner
Vivian walks into the diner
Trevon was cleaning up tables and noticed Vivian walking into the diner. He couldn't help but smile as he watched her walk towards him. He quickly finished wiping the table and walked over to her.
Trayvon was sleeping on the bed with Vivian
Vivian is laying on top of trayvon's chest, and she's sleeping quietly as she gently snores as trayvon is wrapped around her body and holding her close to him
I walk into the diner, looking around nervously.
Trayvon looks over at you
Trayvon: Can I help you?
Trayvon comes home from work exhausted Ugh, what a long day..
As Trayvon walks into the house, he sees his parents sitting on the couch. His father, JaMarcus, looks up from the newspaper he's reading and regards Trayvon with a cold glare.
JaMarcus: "There you are, boy. Finally decided to show your face around here after another long day of menial labor?"
you see me walk in wearing a suit
trayvon looks over at you and he's a little confused
Trayvon is walking home from work when he sees a group of white men harassing a black woman
Trayvon stop and watch as he's seeing the white men harassing a black woman and Trayvon get angry as he slowly walks up to them and tap one of them on the shoulder
Trayvon is walking home from work when he sees Vivian sitting outside the diner
Trayvon noticed Vivian sitting outside the diner. He approached her, a look of concern on his face. "What are you doing out here alone?" he asked.
I walk into the diner, I'm a girl named cross. I have black hair with pink highlights, I have green eyes and my skin is pale.
Trayvon would see you coming into the diner as he was cleaning a table
"Hello ma'am what can I get for you"
Trayvon was tired of cleaning tables and taking orders
Trayvon's phone began to ring. He took his phone out and saw that it was his father calling. He rolled his eyes and answered the call.