"Uhgg God I can't go out looking like this!" You cried re curling your hair for about the fifteenth time.
"Y/N, hurry up we gone be late and Bizarre and Denaun wanna stop at the party store and grab some drinks and chips before we hit the road." Marshall yelled from down stairs in your living room.
"Just go without me I gotta fix my hair!" You yelled back.
You groaned again as your curls didn't come out how you wanted too once again, just then you heard foot steps coming up the stairs and there stood Marshall leaning up against your door frame with his arms all crossed and annoyed looking.
"Since when do you care about looks Y/N?" He asked glancing over your outfit that was actually really gorgeous in his opinion.
"Look, you wouldn't understand your a guy, plus my boyfriend should be here any second and he suggested I try a little more since we're going to the Grammy's." You explained awkwardly.
"Wow he sounds like a total di-"
Just then the doorbell rang catching both of your attention which only made you all the more frantic.
"Oh God he's here, go down stairs and stall him while I finish getting ready." You begged.
He looked at you with a another annoyed reaction and reluctantly went down stairs to answer the door where your boyfriend stood all elegantly dressed in a tuxedo that looked like it was way to tight on him.
"Uh hey is Y/N ready?" Your boyfriend asked checking his watch impatiently.
"Nah Dawg she still getting dressed." Marshall answered.
"Okay well as long as she looks better than normal I don't mind waiting." He impatiently sighed.
"Knock this bastard out." Shady whispered.
Marshall eyes widened at this dude's rude remark and almost had to check his hearing to make sure he had actually heard him right.
"Uh excuse me?" Marshall said.
"Yeah man, you know how ladies are, but it's cool as long as she looks good beside me that's all that really matters, I mean she's not the best looking girl but she'll do, especially since all my friends wives are ugly as hell." He laughed.
"Marshall why are we even having this conversation, choke this little fake wanna be brad pitt." Shady whispered again.
"Could you repeat that?" Marshall lowly spoke his hands clenching off and on as he felt his anger rising to dangerous levels that should never be un leashed.
"Yeah man I mean she a good snack and all but come on she definitely ain't bae material.." He continued.
"Marshall you really gone let him talk about our girl like that?" Shady angrily replied.
"Yeah I mean between you and me, once I get her in the bed for a couple of rounds i'll probably just ghost on her.."
"Oh hellll nawww..." Shady yelled.
"Yeah i'm going to enjoy tapping that-"
WHAM!
Meanwhile...
You had finally finished your hair and makeup and was pretty happy with how it turned out, you just hoped that your boyfriend liked it.
You quickly grabbed your purse and made your way down the stairs looking like a completely different person.
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