Marshall has been knocking on the bedroom I'm in for the past ten minutes, while I'm trying to get ready for the day. Today I'm wearing a pair of high rise skinny jeans, a pair of all black converse, and a shirt that says okay in black letters. I walk out of the guest bedroom, and Marshall is sitting in front of the door.
"Cmon I'm bored" Marshall says, and grabs me by my wrist taking me downstairs. Marshall sits down on the couch, and turns on the TV playing football.
"How about we wash your sheets, cause you won't have nice warm covers to sleep with tonight" I say, and get up trying to pull him with me.
"Noooo I'm bored" Marshall says laying down on the couch.
"Let's go hoe" I say, and pull him up on his feet. Marshall, and I walk into his laundry room where I find his sheets all on the floor.
"Fuck the sheets I want round two babe" Marshall says, and picks me up putting me on the dryer.
"I'm sore!" I say, and start chuckling.
"Who gives a fuck" Marshall says, and starts to kiss my neck.
"I do, I wanna keep my legs" I say, and push him away from my neck laughing at him.
"Fineee" Marshall says, and picks up the sheets from the floor. I hop off the dryer, and show start the washing machine. We put the sheets in the washing machine, and then walk back into his living room. Once we sit down on his couch Marshall's phone goes off.
"Yo" Marshall says into his phone.
"Yeah, um can I bring Jenna? Aight, I'll see you soon man. Bye" Marshall says, and hangs up his phone.
"What about me" I say.
"Wanna come to the studio with me? I've gotta put some finishing touches on a song" Marshall says.
"Sure" I say. Marshall, and I grab our jackets then walk out of his house. We hop into his car, and then we're off to his studio.
Literally not even ten minutes we were at his studio. Marshall links our hands, and we walk into the building. We walk into a room, and I see a couple familiar faces.
Royce was sitting in a chair spinning on his phone most likely on Twitter, and Denaun was chilling with headphones on bobbing his head.
"Sup bitches" I say, and go up to hug them both.
"Hey shorty" Denaun says, and I sit next to him on the couch. Marshall talk to Royce for a couple of minutes then goes into the booth. I start playing on my phone then Marshall starts talking into the mic, and it makes me look up from my phone. I start watching him add his finishing touches on the song, Denaun told me Marshall's gonna be featured on Royces EP coming up called Trust The Shooter.
It's kinda weird since I'm a fan of all of their work, and I'm hearing a song before it comes out. I'm used to having to wait like 3 years for a new album from Marshall.
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FanfictionHi I'm Jenna! I'm a female Stan from Detroit. I took a trip to Brazil to see Eminem in concert at lollapalooza. Eminem performing fack changed my life. (WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS COLORFUL LANGUAGE AND A LITTLE NON-GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT)