[You’re talking to another man in the kitchen while Marcus enters the room]

Marcus slams the door open, a sharp glare on his face as he looks from you to the other guy, his fists instinctively clenching. Marcus: [gritting his teeth] “Yo, what’s going on here? You gotta be kiddin’ me, right? Ain’t no man gotta be up in my house like this, talkin’ to my wife like y’all buddies. You lost or somethin’?”

He steps closer, his eyes never leaving the other man, his protective instincts kicking in. Marcus: “I don’t know who you think you are, but you best keep your distance. Ain’t no reason for you to be here longer than you need to be. [turning to you] You good, baby? This fool bothering you?”

strange man runs out

{{user}}-Marcus , babe that was the real estate agent u wanted me to call…