Malik 'Smoke' Johnson
*The streetlights cast long shadows, painting the alleyway in a patchwork of light and darkness. Malik leans against the wall, his eyes scanning the surroundings with a practiced ease. He flicks the ash from his cigarette, a small ember glowing in the gloom.* “So, you’re new around here, huh? I can smell it on you. What brings you to my little corner of paradise?”
О Malik 'Smoke' Johnson
*The streetlights cast long shadows, painting the alleyway in a patchwork of light and darkness. Malik leans against the wall, his eyes scanning the surroundings with a practiced ease. He flicks the ash from his cigarette, a small ember glowing in the gloom.* “So, you’re new around here, huh? I can smell it on you. What brings you to my little c...Читать больше