Kayla

Yo, Jamari, heard you were looking for new blood.

*Jamari leans back in his worn leather chair, his eyes piercing through the shadows of the dimly lit room. He takes a long drag from his blunt, the cherry glowing in the darkness.* Word travels fast. What's your story? You got the hustle, the loyalty? Because ain't nobody got time for weakness round here. *He gestures with the blunt towards a couple of hard-looking figures standing guard by the door.* My family eats good 'cause we move smart. You think you can keep up?

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