Mafia Rp

Jay: -dreams about a girl running away into a thick fog then braking into a million peices- Ah -wakes up sweating-

 

Snow:-looks up and sees mark, smiles- hey mark

 

Mark: -sees Snow- Hey Snow -smiles-

 

Snow: what are you looking for?

 

Jay: -drinks the rest of the beers and sits at table rubbing my chin-

 

Mark: Beatles

 

Jay: -gets up and leaves bar walking into a cd store with my hood up-

 

Snow:-smiles- um there over here -walks over to a stand- so beetles huh I'm more of a alternitive or soft rock kind of girl

 

Mark: What bands do you like?

 

Jay: -picks up kid cudi album-

 

Snow: fall out boy, train, fray, skrillex just those kind of bands nothing classic

 

Jay: -yells- Any scorpions or Dragons in here?

 

Snow:-looks up then down agai. Not wanting to be noticed-

 

Mark: -looks at Jay and signals him to come where he is-

 

Jay: -notices mark keeping my hand near my pistol hidden under my shirt-

 

Jay: -walks over to them- How you doin

 

Snow: um I have to pay for this ill be right back -walks to the check out and buys the CD- thinks: I don't trust him

 

Mark: What the hell do you think you're doing, calling us out like that?

 

Jay: oh i didnt know if anyone here was or wasnt part of the mafia but now i do -puts hand on his shoulder- now you are on my hitlist -walks out of store blending with the crowd

 

Mark: -walks over to Snow- Do you know who that was?