*Smoke fades away* My name is Mr. Cook and first things first if you need anything doing you come to me. *Gets passed a lighter and lights cigar* This is the story of how me and the rest of my small little group ended up here of all places. As with every great story its started at home. Growing up in south london if your not in the poosh part ofcourse is a struggle.
Mum didnt't give a s^^^ and dad left before I was born. As you can expect I had a great childhood *Laughs and takes a puff from the cigar* Anyways around the age of 16 I starfted doing some small time drug dealing for some small groups then as things progressed we made our own group *Under his breath, More of a mafia at this point* And as time went on we got bigger and bigger offering all types of business which I won't get into right now. Anyways it became that we were known all around london. Anyways you can probaly guess how I got here now. If you haven't guessed we had a bit of business over here. Then the outbreak happened and we can't leave. Apprently londons a shithole without us there *Laughs again* Knew they needed us there to keep things in order. Anyway thats me Mr. Cook.