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JUNE 15th TALLAHASSEE, FL
"wassup wea yo ass been" quincy- tyler and justin's other long term friend walked in the studio dapping him up.
"ian gone lie my ass went to da bahamas" he laughed "and you ain't bring me, L friend fasho" quincy plopped on the couch.
"man da shit was planned in like two hours, i went fa my friend." tyler said smiling a little.
"anyways i got dis performance at the basketball half time game so what song i'm doing" he asked quincy.
"damn you jus got back yesterday" justin said. "yeah but da trip wan even planned so i can't cancel nd it's today so it would be too late" tyler explained.
"do yo most famous song" quincy shrugged. "dat shit so played out bruh" tyler shook his head. "but it's guaranteed way more people at the courts will know it, you wanna embarrass yo self infront of that many people?" quincy asked.
"damn he might be right this time" justin nodded. "ight i'll do law and order" tyler nodded texting his manager.
"aight i'm hungry as hell" quincy said randomly. "when you ain't hungry?" justin asked.
"shid...five seconds ago? duh" quincy rubbed his hand through his ponytail. he was mixed with black and white so he had nice long curly hair but he always kept in in a ponytail tail so the hair would cover most of his face.
"so what y'all did thea" quicny said standing up patting his body down. "fuck you lookin for" tyler said lowly.
"my damn lighter, i swea these bitches be getting up and walking away" quincy mumbled then pulled a red BIC lighter out his pocket.
"come on bro i'm hungry as fuck" quincy said. "stop smokin all the damn time you wouldn't have munchies all the time" justin scratched the back of his head.
"nigga i know you ain't talkin, we all smoke a lot" quincy bucked at him. "come on bro i'm fuckin hungry!" quincy yelled making the two look at him boredly.
"nigga always do this when he hungry" tyler shook his head standing up. quincy was definitely the type to get hangry. "watchu want to eat" tyler asked getting his keys out his pockets.
"keke's" quincy kicked over his lips thinking about their belgian waffles. "Aight den" tyler shrugged.
"justin drive" tyler tossed the keys as they walked out.
once they got in the car justin started it pulling out. "bro i can taste them fluffy ass waffles right now" quincy's stomach growled.
