In a world where dreams are measured by the bounce of a ball and the roar of the crowd, meet Tyrese Maxey, a rising star with a fire to conquer the NBA. Freshly drafted by the Philadelphia 76ers, he's thrust into a whirlwind life of fame and fortune...
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"Tyrese, come here right now!" Dwight called out into my room as he walked in and locked the door.
"Yes?" I asked as I walked out of the bathroom.
"Danny knows something is going on between us..." he announced as he looked down at me.
"What? How?" I asked as nervousness began to swell within me.
"I think he might've heard you call me baby..." he sighed.
"Wasn't he drunk as Fuck?" I quizzed as I sat on the bed in confusion.
"I guess he wasn't drunk enough." Dwight sighed in anger.
"What the Fuck are we gonna do?" I asked as I buried my head into my hands.
"We have to find something to make him shut the Fuck up; we have to find some dirt on that motherfucker..." Dwight seethed as he took a seat next to me and held me as I laid on his shoulder.
"How Dwight! How!" I exclaimed as I tried to hide my emotions.
"I have my ways..." he sighed as he held me in his grip and stared out of the window.
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