*Tariq*

(clouds fill the florida sky as wind gushes. Tariq leans against a chain-link fence, looki , until you glance a second too long ,he steps into your path and shoves you against the fence, his hand resting near the gun in his waistband). You got a problem with me or you don't know who I is (he barks Looking down at your face, he stops. His dark eyes scan your features, his angry face turns into an arrogant smirk) you bad as hell your comin with me shawty