***Marshall's POV***
It was the night of the Source Awards and honestly, I wasn't that excited. Normally I would be, but considering the fact that Angel was performing with Prodigy, I was more pissed off than anything. I wasn't pissed off at Angel, just at the whole situation in general. I was annoyed that she had even agreed to do this at all, but I guess she agreed to it a long time ago, so I couldn't be upset with her over that. Performing at the Source Awards is a huge deal, so I just tried my best to be as supportive as I could regardless of Prodigy.
As far as nominations go, we were both up for a few categories. Her and Mobb Deep were up for Single of the Year and I was up for Lyricist of the Year. Angel was also up for Music Video of the Year with How Many Licks, which I know she was really excited about. I didn't know who else was nominated, but I was sure she was gonna win. It was a wild video, that was for sure, but it was super well done.
Since the ceremony was taking place in Pasadena, we both decided to fly in on the same night a few days early just to spend some extra time together. We even got a hotel room together which I was so excited about. We used to do this shit all the time back in the day when we were together, so it just made me feel like maybe we were finally getting back to that place that we used to be in before everything went to shit. Or I went to shit, I should say.
I flew in alone about four days ago, so it could really just be me and her, and then all the boys flew in this morning to come to the ceremony with us. Zoe also came with them, which honestly, I think Angel might have been more excited to see her than me. I wasn't offended though, I just thought it was funny.
In four days, we had quickly developed a routine of waking up, sex, breakfast, weed, sex, nap, sex, lunch, weed, gym, shower sex, dinner, weed, sex, bed time and we were currently only on first smoking session when our door started being banged on.
"Ya think it's Zoe?!" Angel asked essentially skipping to the door with a huge smile on her face.
"Probably." I said a little annoyed. My dick had gotten used to gettin' laid around this time everyday so it was more so my dick talking rather than me.
She smirked and rolled her eyes at me while simultaneously swinging the door open. All of a sudden I heard high pitched squeals and my dick immediately felt sad. I saw them throw their arms around each other and I smiled to myself. I loved when she was happy like this. I put the half smoked blunt in the ashtray and got up to go and greet Zoe.
"Yo!" I jutted my chin out at her as Angel moved out of the way to let her inside.
"Marshall! All ya boyfriends are waitin' for ya in Proof's room." She laughed and went in for a hug.
"Yeah yeah, I bet they are." I hugged her back.
"Okay go have fun now!" Angel said holding the door open.
"What the hell? Ya just kickin' me outta my own room?" I said walking towards it.
She shrugged and smirked. "Lil bit."
"Aight I see how it is, bitch." I joked. "Come over soon though, yeah? I'm sure the boys all wanna see ya."
"Yeah we will!" She smiled big and gave my lips a quick peck. I almost instantly heard the door slam behind me and I just shook my head and laughed. Me and Denaun really ain't shit to these girls compared to one another.
A few hours later me and the boys had all gotten pretty fucked up off of the mushrooms Biz brought when the girls finally came over. They all let out a bunch of "ayy's!" when they saw Angel and got up to hug her. I know in the past I had fuckin' hated how much they liked her 'cause I felt like they were never takin' my side, but now I loved it. She always fit in so perfectly with our group and that was somethin' I had never experienced with Kim, so I was grateful for it for sure.
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