Glock Season | Key Glock

I. Glock Season

"They playing with some real niggas, they playing with some ill niggas."

January 28th, 2017

Cyan | Trouble

"Key."

"What ?"

"Glock."

"What ?"

"Markeyvius."

"Cyan fuck is you keep saying my name for ?"

"Because I am bored, how can you be in a studio for more than 6 hours ?" I twirled in the chair

"Cyan, just sit back and I'll take you back to yo house."

"Stop talking to me like I'm a child." I mugged him

"Well stop fucking acting like one."

I stopped spinning and eyed him as he sat on his phone scrolling. He dragged me to the studio with him to get my mind from Brayden, but he was acting as if he was bothered with me.

"Markeyvius you got a attitude ?" I questioned

"No."

"I can't tell cause you talking to me like I'm Bre or something." I stood up stretching my legs

"Why the fuck you keep bringing her up ?" He snapped making me lean back

"Who the fuck you talking to ? This my mouth I'll say whatever I want." I sucked my teeth "Before I clap my ass on your face."

"Always bringing up old bitches, shut up."

"You shut up bitch, take me home fuck you and this studio." I kicked the chair back "Matter fact, I'll get somebody to get me."

"You always being dramatic, sit down."

"No obviously you don't wanna be bothered and I don't wanna sit in here no more. I been in here since 10 and it's 4 in the morning." I snatched my jean jacket "Stupid fuck."

I ignored him calling my name and walked out of the studio door.

"Where you go—"

"Get out of my way !" I pushed Dolph out of my way

As soon as I opened the door to the studios thunder rumbled and it started pouring down raining. I sucked my teeth and walked back inside sitting in the lobby.

"Why you sitting in the lobby and not in the studio ?" Dolph asked

"Because Markeyvius is a stupid dumb fuck who has a nasty ass attitude and I don't have time to deal with it."

"Both y'all attitudes the same if ya ask me." He shrugged "Weird flex, but okay."

"Shut up, can you order some food ?" I asked getting up from my seat

"Glock ain't order you none ?"

"Didn't I just tell you he has a nasty attitude ?"

He walked in the studio first and I followed after him. Key looked up from his phone at us before returning back to it.

"Told you." I said to Dolph before sitting on the couch far away from Key

"Nigga who the hell done pissed in your cheerios ?" Dolph asked him

"Cyan."

"Don't blame me ! You the one who had a attitude all damn day, I should be the one with the attitude. You haven't fed me all day !" I yelled