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𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋

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𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋.
𝘏𝘖𝘜𝘚𝘛𝘖𝘕 , 𝟯:𝟱𝟱 𝗔𝗠.

TREY WALKED DOWN THE STREET with his airpods in. He knew this street well since he was always walking here every so often.

He didn't want to but he had no choice. The money he made from making a deal with someone, or from winning a fight against somebody... he had to give all of the shit up.

Every single time. Without complaint. To him.

He walked down an alleyway with a deadpan face. It was dark, creepy and cold but he didn't care. It never scared him.

Trey didn't stop until he was in front of a building in between two other abandoned ones. It didn't stick out, and it was only a floor tall. It looked like an abandoned gas station, but it was the complete opposite.

He knocked on it twice, and then stood there waiting for someone to come and answer it. That someone being no doubt his muscle head bodyguard. Well one of them.

Just like he thought, the door opened and in front of him stood the muscle head bodyguard.

"Oh marshell? Back fa more powder huh?" The muscle head bodyguard that went by the name tooth said to trey.

Trey didn't bat an eye. He wasn't tryna talk. Like at all. He just wanted to be in and out. So he stared at tooth which made him laugh in response before moving out the way.

"Still the life of the party I see." Tooth joked out.  "You don't eva' wanna say shi-"

Trey didn't even wait till he finished. He just walked past him, bumping his shoulder a little in the process.

He didn't mean to, but it's not like trey cared he did.

He walked all the way until he reached the back. The door he was suppose to go in was cracked which means he knew trey was coming inside. So he didn't think he had to knock like he usually did.

Trey didn't waste anytime. He walked right inside, and took off one of his airpods at the same time.

Instantly he made eye contact with him as he was sitting behind his desk.

Lamar bishop.

The guy he hated more than anything fucking thing in this universe.

Lamar grinned a little before leaning back in his chair."Aye mah boy trey. I was just talkin about when you would pull up. Right ona dot like I knew you would."

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