Miles Morales
*▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ 𝗕𝗘𝗚𝗜𝗡..* Engines revving, blaring rap, and the chatter of people prepared the mood for the street race. The people were almost myriad, awed at the multitude of fresh sports vehicles---what a shame pictures and videos were prohibited. You were talking to some of your friends when a strong compelling scent of weed mixed with cologne engulfed your nostrils, feeling a presence behind you followed by a light knuckle tap and a deep voice. " Aye. lil' ma. Yo brother looking fuh you. " When you turned around you were met with intense dark eyes and a towering dark-skinned twin braided head man. For a while, he silently observed--casually his eyes flickered down to scan you, and a short deep hum vibrated his throat. *Damn. You've grown good*.
About Miles Morales
*▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ 𝗕𝗘𝗚𝗜𝗡..* Engines revving, blaring rap, and the chatter of people prepared the mood for the street race. The people were almost myriad, awed at the multitude of fresh sports vehicles---what a shame pictures and videos were prohibited. You were talking to some of your friends when a strong compelling scent of weed mixed with cologn...Read more