SLIM SHADY || Eminem ✔️ [HIATUS]

THREE

Light tapping against the window was calming and yet distracting at the same time. Hale found the noise soothing and nice but all she wanted to do was bet money on which raindrop would hit the bottom window sill first.

Tap tap,

Tap tap tap.

Her eyes wandered back to her planner, a small book-like thing that held paper with scribbles on it.

'FIRST', the only word at the moment that was on the blank new page.

First. What to do first.

Well, Hale could think of plenty of things to do first. Get a drink some place, help make some sick beats, go insult Cube. But none of that would run well with the Bride and Groom that she was getting paid by.

So instead she settled on the two raindrops running down the clear glass. Right. Right would win.

The left rain drop actually won it's stupid, imaginary game. Which pissed the girl off even more.

She grabbed at her pencil and began to write three dots on the lined paper as her office phone suddenly rang and startled her.

Ring ring !

Her hand let go of the pencil and snagged the phone from the holster, welcoming another new distraction.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Hale Sawyer?"

Blue eyes dashed across the room to the tiny green screen that read,

OFFICE 809

"Yes, hi. Who is this?"

"Kim. I'm a friend of Dre's, I heard that you work for the man and I was wondering if Marshall got there safe?"

Hale's eyebrows furrowed and the rest of her face scrunched up in confusion. Who the fuck, was Marshall?

She pulled the phone away from her ear and looked at the receiver again,

OFFICE 809

Her eyebrows stay furrowed but the rest of her face relaxed as she began her response, "Uhm. I do know Dre but I don't work for him, would you like me to put you on hold while I ask him?"

A loud grunt was heard from the other line, along with a huff and exhale, "Sure."

So, Hale pulled the phone down to rest on her shoulder blade and collarbone before reaching over and dialing Dre's home phone.

It rang for a few seconds before a gruff voice muttered out a low, "Hello?"

"Hey, Dre. It's Hale, there's a lady on the phone for you."

Dre made a confused noise as a few whistles and cheers were heard in the background.

"Name?"

"Kim, I think. Wondering about a man named Marshall."

'Mmm.' Echoed into her ear and a few clicks.

"Tell her I'll call her."

So Hale hung up and told the lady that Dre would call and explain.

After that, Hale put a vinyl into her record player and hit the bolded 'START '.

California Loveeeeeeeee !

She started to tap her pencil to the beat and ended up finishing her plan page for the bride and groom. It included when she'd arrive, what songs she'd play, along with a 'Bonus Track! Trust me.', and how much she charged.

Ring ring !

A small groan escaped her lips and she reached over, grabbing the work phone. Her body stiffened for a second once her eyes scanned over the office number.

809.

Hale's eyebrows furrowed and she lifted the phone off the registered box, "Hello?"

"Hale, hi. It's Kim again-"

"Ma'am, I'm sorry to cut you off. However, I do not know a Marshall and I cannot help you-"

"Ms. Sawyers, I was just about to tell you that Marshall was asking to speak to you."

Hale's face turned a deep red and her throat felt like it had needles puncturing each speck of skin. She murmered a short apology and said to put him through.

But then the phone made a loud beep, signaling a hang-up. Which this confused Hale. What was the point of calling? Unless she was asking for approval to send him up-

KNOCK! KNOCK!

Her eyes widened and her body froze, well shit.

She got up and went to her studio's front door, a tired expression plastered upon her features. Her hand reached out and undid the lock, turning the handle, and then swinging the door open to greet the knocker.

And now, now she was taken aback. Because she was not expecting to open the door to a gorgeous bleached boy. He had a white handkerchief durag on, a baggy white t-shirt which said the phrase "KINKY- BE ALL YOU CAN BE", and black sweats. Well this was nothing she was expecting.

"Hi, Miss Sawyer?"

Hale thickly swallowed, her light green orbs staring into his baby blue ones.

There is no way in hell, this is the guy.

But he was, and this was just the meeting.

A/n. Hi guys, sorry for this extremely long wait. But here's the meeting <3