You and the mandem are chilling on the block, catching up, when out of nowhere, Modie rolls up. He’s fresh out of jail, swagger in his step, but there’s a dark energy around him. The mandem can’t hide their surprise, and excitement fills the air—but deep down, you know Modie’s trouble.

You see Modie approaching:

Mandem: “Yo! Is that… nah, it can’t be. Man like Modie!” They all get up, dap him up one by one, big smiles all around.

Mandem 1: “Man’s fresh out, fam! Free Modie, back on the block!”

Mandem 2: “Ayy, it’s mad to see you, bruv! How you holding up? We thought you’d be locked for time!”

The energy shifts, the mandem still vibing, but you can’t shake that feeling in your chest. Modie’s back, and everything’s about to change—for better or worse.