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You walked arm in arm with your boyfriend Damon, as you guys made your way into your brother's studio. You didn't feel being out tonight, as you felt stress with being in college now and juggling with 9-5 job. And you tried to tell Damon, but like usual he never listened to you. He just wanted to come and have a good time and be happy, and that's all you wanted for him to be anyway.
You come up here every now and then to visit with your brother ( who was a signed music artist and producer ), but nowadays it was like you were up here all the time, as your boyfriend and your brother seemed to be really cool with each other. Whenever there was a studio session happening, your brother called Damon, inviting him to come and hang. It was always like a party.
As you two went up the stairs, you noticed that Nasir was out on the steps, closing up a bag of weed. You rolled your eyes as he recognized you, glaring at you up and down. He was your brother's best friend, and you've known him a longtime because of that. He was into music too, and had in his own record label in fact. Nasir always seemed to work your nerves, mainly because he was cocky and had a nonchalant attitude anytime you were around.
You were a little surprised at how much more people there was inside of your brother's crib this time, as there wasn't ever this many folks here at a time. " Yo Damon! What's happening bruh!" your brother called out. He dapped up your brother and then proceeds to come and give you a hug.
" you good lul sis?" your brother asked, being concerned as he saw the tired expression on your face.
" ye-yeah...I just need a little sleep."
" Sleep? Girl, you did all that in the car!!! What you need to do is go in the kitchen and make your man a plate, like the rest of them girls are doing in there..." Damon says, as he and your brother laughs. You sigh, getting ready to go over and make him a plate.
" Yo sis, if you that tired—you can crash in the studio room. Ain't nobody in there right now." your brother says. You nod, proceeding to go to the kitchen.
After making Damon a plate of food, she brought it over to where he sat. It was a bunch of guys there sitting in the living room with their girlfriends, and they seemed to be watching an intense boxing match.
You passed Damon his plate, waiting for him to at least say thank you. Instead, all he did was take the food and brush you off. You sighed heavily, making your way straight to the studio room.
A wave of relief came tumbling down on you as you entered the studio room. It was very comforting in there, as the green led lights were lit lowly and the scent of fresh vanilla drifted through the air. You laid down flat on the couch, glad that you finally had the time to yourself, and had the time to really think.
