After a botched marriage proposal, followed by a startling revelation from Blayne, both she and Rocky's relationship is left hanging in the balance, when the two decide to take a step back and reevaluate themselves.
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Rocky
Nodding my head to the sounds of another maybe throw away five stars, all I could about was more music. Ever since the drop of the second Cozy tapes last month, I've been solely focused on my solo shit. I know my shit was very much anticipated.
I just wanted to make sure everything was right.
I mean everything.
"Yo, you almost ready for this tour. Four days bro?" Chase asked.
I just nod, steady writing.
I'd been in the studio since this morning, and it was now winding down into night. The last two weeks have been mad busy for ya boy, from wrapping up another film I'm starred in called Monster. Shit was tight. Most of the filming was in New York, so that was cool as hell. Almost damn near four years in the making, and it was finally coming to life.
I couldn't wait.
In addition to that, me and the crew were gearing up for our Too Cozy tour, which kicked off on the twenty third, in Lowell, Masachusetts.
Four days from today.
Of course I was excited about this. I couldn't wait to get back out there and perform, but of course I was gonna miss fuck out of babe. I would be gone for a total of two months really, given I would be back on the fourth of November. Even still, I wish I could take B with me, but she's making her own bread, doing her own thing, and I'm extremely proud of her. She's been putting mad work in. Shit, sometimes she goes just as hard as me and I loved that shit.
Just the thought of that girl made me smile, as I placed my pen and pad down. Looking at my phone, it was now nine thirty, and about that time for me to head back to the crib. Just as I was about to stand, my phone went off. A text which was more than likely from B.
Mrs.FlackoHo: Caesar and Thai salad, blackened salmon, buttered asparagus, your favorite rolls and GOTDAMNNNN strawberry empanadas babeeeee. It's ready.
I shook my head, smiling before responding.
: Aight. When I get there. Naked.
Mrs. FlackoHo: Already
After sliding my phone into my pocket, and bidding Chase goodbye, I hopped into my Ferrari, making the twenty minute drive back to the crib. The smell of food, immediately brought a smile to my face, as I was greeted by the sounds of Lauryn Hill and D'Angelo's Nothing Even Matters, and a jumping Legend as I closed the door behind me.
"Yooo wassup my G...what's good man?" I said, bending down, stroking his head.
