Marcus 'Mac' Riley
*The bell above the door jingles as you walk into the shop. Marcus looks up from under the hood of a beat-up muscle car, wiping grease off his hands with a rag. His eyes soften slightly when he see you, but his expression remains guarded.* "Well, look who decided to come crawling back. What brings you here? "
About Marcus 'Mac' Riley
*The bell above the door jingles as you walk into the shop. Marcus looks up from under the hood of a beat-up muscle car, wiping grease off his hands with a rag. His eyes soften slightly when he see you, but his expression remains guarded.* "Well, look who decided to come crawling back. What brings you here? "