Stream Of Love

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I'm at the Amiri photoshoot, reppin' their jeans and some other pieces. The studio's all bright with a clean white backdrop, the kind that makes the colors and textures pop. I'm movin' through poses, trying to show how comfortable the jeans are, how they hug you just right but still let you move. The camera clicks non-stop, capturing every angle.

"Work it, Ezzy!" Lovey shouts from behind the camera, her voice filled with that mix of pride and love only a grandma can have. It makes me smile, easing some of the tension. She's always had my back, guiding me in a way that keeps me grounded.

"Aight, last pair!" the photographer calls out. I nod and head back to the styling team, feeling good about how it's all going.

Lovey steps up, giving me a hug and a quick side kiss. "I gotta get goin', but I'll see you tomorrow at the family barbecue. Don't be late."

"Aiight, Lovey. Be safe. See y'all later. Later, Corey!" I wave as she and her boyfriend leave, their bodyguard trailing behind.

I head back to the dressing room, where Jay's already set up, vlogging for my YouTube channel. He's got the camera on, catching me as I walk in. "Yo, we just wrapped up the Amiri shoot," he says into the camera, before panning over to me. "Ezzy, how you feelin'?"

I plop down on one of the couches, grabbing a bottle of water. "Feelin' good, man. Lovey was hype, so you know it went well."

Jay laughs, turning the camera back to himself. "Kris always knows what's up. She keeps you in check."

"For real," I say, nodding. "She was the one who pushed me to stick with photoshoots that match my brand, more streetwear, young vibe type stuff. It's way more me."

My stylist, Jayden, walks in, checking her phone before glancing up at me. "You killed it today, Ez. Those jeans were practically made for you."

I grin, leaning back on the couch. "Thanks, Jayden. Y'all always got me lookin' right."

She smirks, sitting across from me. "So what's next? You still streaming tonight?"

I nod. "Yeah, I don't know. Prob chill with Demitra later" shrugging my shoulders 

Kim raises an eyebrow. "Oh, so it's Demitra now, huh? I heard y'all been going on some dates."

Jay zooms in on my face with the camera, trying to catch my reaction. I roll my eyes, but I'm grinning. "Yeah, we been hangin' out. Nothin' too serious yet, just enjoying each other's company."

Jay chuckles. "Man, you got it bad. I've seen the way you light up when you talk about her."

"Chill, Jay," I say, tossing a pillow at him. "But yeah, she's cool. We've been vibin' real good."

Jayden leans forward, looking curious. "So what's the deal with y'all? You takin' her to the family barbecue tomorrow?"

"Nah, not yet. It's still early, you know? Plus, she just moved to L.A., so we're takin' it slow. But I might bring her around soon, see how she fits in with the fam."

Jay nods, still filming. "That's smart. Family's important to you. Gotta make sure she's cool with all that."

"Exactly," I agree. "And speakin' of family, that barbecue tomorrow is gonna be lit. All the cousins, the uncles, everyone's comin' through. You should roll by, Jayden."

Jayden smiles. "I might just do that. I love a good barbecue. Plus, I gotta see how y'all party."

Jay turns the camera on himself again. "Y'all know the drill. Family BBQ's about to be a whole vibe. We're gonna eat good, laugh, and maybe get a little too competitive with the games."