"Yo dogg you laying down some tracks or you planning what entry you gon put in your diary tonight?"
Marshall blinks, bringing himself back to the situation at hand, the image of Chloe's brown legs ripped from his mind despite how vivid it was.
"Yeah man I'm here, I'm here" he brushes off Dre and looks down at his crumpled mess of a song,
"Well then fucken be here and start"
Dre seems short on patience but Marshall couldn't blame him his head had been everywhere but in the game today...scratch that since he saw her.
Marshall starts the first line, only to hear the music being cut out and Dre's voice echoing through the studio again,
"Fuck it, we are callin it, you sound like shit"
Marshall removes his headphones and walks into the booth, Dre looks pissed and Deshaun and Denaun's entrance into the booth does nothing to abate it.
"What's the go boys we smashin out some beats or what?"
Dre doesn't even turn to respond and Marshall himself doesn't offer up an answer
"Oook" Deshaun says reading the room, Denaun slams down onto the couch and reaches for the open bag of chips,
"So that's a no then?" He says cheerily between crunches, tiny pieces of potato and spittle fly from his mouth.
"Yeah that's a hard no there Denaun, Marshall isn't focusing and just bringing some real subpar shit in here"
"Yeah alright, I know its not my A game but its not.."
"Its trash Marshall" Dre cuts him off dismissively
"Well he has had his mind on other things" Deshaun sits down and casually swings his leg up onto the deck,
"I don't give a fuck what you and Kim are doing on this version of go around you can leave it at home"
Marshall's eyes flare and his back is up.
"Oh its not Kim" Deshaun offers lightly
"Right well whatever distraction you have this week"
"I'd say she is more than a distraction"
"Deshaun you can stop being so helpful"
Marshall grits his teeth at his best friend and tries to calm down, he knew he was spitting some shit in there but that didn't meant he liked it confirmed. His phone buzzes in his pocket and when he sees Chloe's name his shoulders relax,
"Hey" his voice softens as he answers and turns to walk out of the studio.
"Hey ... What the fuck is that?" Marshall hears Dre scoff, his anger subsiding at the sound of Marshall talking like a pussy.
"Whatchu doing?" he asks closing the door behind him, all thoughts of the failed take out of his mind.
"Just waiting between lectures, thought I'd give you a call." He can tell she is smiling and his grin grows.
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Ghosts of the Past
ParanormalMarshall was Chloe's first everything; boyfriend, kiss, love. They met whilst at school when Chloe had moved to Detroit with her mum from Australia, although only together for two years before returning back to Aus it was meant to be them against th...
