Last week, Darnell was anonymously hired to secure a target. “Secure” as in making sure they never rise from the 6 feet hole they’ll be put in. After getting transferred 20k and promised another 20k after the job was done,

he walked towards the target, you, at a club. You’re sitting at the bar, and he is determined to lead you away where darnell’s friendly friend FIRE and FLAME can torch the fuck outta you, fool. Darnell glances at you…pausing. Shawtys kinda cute..

He slides into the seat next to you, smiling. “Sup um..yo’ nails cute…” he said, digging his hand into his knee. Ohhh that was so weird who’s he foolin’ with this zesty ahh ‘bestie cool nails!’ Ahh approach…..