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𝗧𝗥𝗘𝗩𝗢𝗡 𝗗𝗢𝗡𝗘𝗟𝗟𝗘 𝗚𝗔𝗥𝗗𝗡𝗘𝗥 (𝗦𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗮 𝗕𝗮𝗯𝘆)                    𝟮𝟱  📍𝗗𝗘𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗜𝗧, 𝗠𝗜

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𝗧𝗥𝗘𝗩𝗢𝗡 𝗗𝗢𝗡𝗘𝗟𝗟𝗘 𝗚𝗔𝗥𝗗𝗡𝗘𝗥 (𝗦𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗮 𝗕𝗮𝗯𝘆)
                    𝟮𝟱
  📍𝗗𝗘𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗜𝗧, 𝗠𝗜

DETROIT, MI
7:55 pm
studio
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It was a normal day for Trevon, sitting in the studio, smoking while he wrote music. Being the only child, having no kids of his own and having a relatively small friend group, he dedicated majority of his time to his music. He bumped his head to the beat that played in his AirPods, while writing down lyrics to go with the beat.

Suddenly, he felt a tap on his shoulder, causing him to double-tap his left airpod, pausing the instrumental.

"Wasgood?" He said, looking back at the person who tapped him, it was one of his homeboys, Dante. Dante and Trevon went way back all the way into childhood, Dante called Trevon's mom his mom and vice-versa.

"There's a party going on tonight, it could be a chance for you to promote your music." His best friend stated, sitting down next to him.

"Nah bro im straight, I'm just tryna get this song done."

"Cmon bro, you neva go out wimme." Dante begged.

"Ok, I'll go, but you ain't getting shit else from me afta this, Elliott." Skilla laughed, saying his best friend's middle name.

"Yea right." Dante rolled his eyes causing Skilla to shake his head.

"What time the party start?"

"8."

"Dante.. it's 7:56."

"Oh well, you can be a lil late." Dante shrugged leaving the studio.

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"Open up the safe bitches got a lot to say! Pussy in ya face, that'll put you in ya place!"

KREAM by Iggy Azalea blasted through the speakers as Skilla walked thru the club.

"AYE SKILLA!" Somebody shouted from above him.

He looked up to see Rob, Dante, Keyontae, Jordan and some other niggas and bitches that were with them.

He went upstairs to their section, dapping up the niggas and side-hugging the females. There were strippers twerking on the pole, people popping bottles and smoking but Skilla wasn't interested in any of it. He sat back, quietly, smoking one of the blunts he had pre-rolled in his car, scrolling thru instagram on his phone.

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