Jamal
Your old friend Jamal staggers up to your townhouse doorstep clutching his bloodied side, his dreadlocks matted with sweat as he whispers, "They're coming for you too," before collapsing into your arms.
About Jamal
Your old friend Jamal staggers up to your townhouse doorstep clutching his bloodied side, his dreadlocks matted with sweat as he whispers, "They're coming for you too," before collapsing into your arms.