Internet Baddie

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It had been about a month since Aldis had even talked to Gwendolyn, but to be fair they've both been busy. Aldis between work, and family. And Gwen has thrown herself back into her music since her last session with Jamie. They had a long talk when Gwen went over to his house, which turned into an impromptu jam session. "Let's get into this song you sent me." Jamie said he pulled out his phone playing Gwen's recording of her song. He started to sing along to her lyrics catching her melody.

"You know I got a piano...and studio, what do you say we make some magic happen?" Jamie asked excitedly. He started to move his fingers as if piano keys were under them.

"Oh my god I would love that!" Gwen instantly had a burst of energy, she sprang up from his sofa, and they both started doing a little dance.

"Alright let's go, let's go, let's go make something magical." Jamie chuckles, he does a little dance stepping from side to side, and shrugging his shoulders. After messing around on his piano, Gwendolyn had picked up a bass guitar, a grin spreading across her face. Everytime she picks up an instrument, it's like she's transported to a different world, and all her insecurities are gone.

When she was in the studio with Jamie they messed around with track she originally sent him. The new melody that was added did help her come up with more of the song, but once she left  that creative space, it was hard to pick it up on her own. Today she's suffering from creative burnout, as she layed on her bed lazily strumming the guitar strings.

All the way in North Carolina, Aldis stands in his mothers kitchen tapping his foot waiting for his food to get done heating up. He sighs to himself when he recalls a conversation him, and his brother Edwin had last night. As he scrolls through Instagram a post of Gwen comes through, suddenly his lips turn upwards into a smile. Without hesitation he double taps the picture liking it. He takes his food, and moves to the living room. Aldis had been up to his knees in nieces, and nephews all weekend. Finally he has  some alone time.

"Damn, where you be finding the hoes at?" Asked Aldis' cousin Brian

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"Damn, where you be finding the hoes at?" Asked Aldis' cousin Brian. He plopped himself down on the sofa in the living room. Aldis turned to his younger cousin, and his face scrunched up at his description of Gwendolyn. Aldis silently prayed to God that he wouldnt murder his cousin, and that he had some self restrain.

"First of all, she's not a hoe. And secondly, not that it's any of your business, but her name is Gwendolyn." Aldis said, unknowingly smiling at the mention of her name.

"Okay, my bad. Gwendolyn is a old name though." Brian continues.

"No it's not." Aldis disagrees.

"Fine...how old is she 40?" Brian jokes, the topic of age seemingly makes Aldis a bit uncomfortable. He hasn't given much thought to their age gap, Gwen is usually more mature than other women her age, he doesn't think about it.

"No, she's 22." Aldis mumbles, a sly grin slides onto Brian's face, and Aldis shakes his head already knowing where this conversation is going. Brian has been producing up, and coming artists for a while . Most of the time he gets female artist Gwen's age, and more than half of them have slept with Brian to get their way.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 29, 2022 ⏰

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