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Jatoi’nae spun around in the rolling chair of the now quiet studio as she and Anuli awaited the arrival of their cousin. Jrue’s initial reaction to the shear mention of their pending music career had left a bad taste in her mouth. She couldn’t bare to sit through that again. Out of both love and respect, Jatoi’nae has never outright disrespected Jrue. She didn’t want today to be the day that changed, especially not over something so trival. But still, Jatoi’nae did her best to remain hopeful considering all that she had been through. Upon hearing the doorknob turn, JT spun around in her chair to get a glimpse of the door as it opened. “Jru Jru!” JT exclaimed, a bright dimpled grin appearing on her face. @jruc

✰. —  ⁞  though JRUE was not trying to slight ANULI’s verse, considering it was well written for the upbeat spirit of the song, he had to lighten the mood for the pressure they were placing on themselves to get his approval. “the puppy dog face, tho’? really?” he inquired with a chuckle, lifting his hand so that he was blocked with the vision of his younger cousin. “i genuinely like the track. it’s sumn’ fun for the summer, and honestly i wanna see what else y’all can come up wit’.” he confirmed his thoughts with the shrug of his shoulders. “JT, yo’ flow is sumn’ i didn’t expect. lemme’ find our you got a lil’ cadence to these male-bashin’ ass lyrics.” he released a brief bout of laughter, then extended his wrist to glance down at the diamond encrusted jewel that told the current time. “‘aight, i have a prior engagement, so i’ma get my ass outta’ hea’.” he hopped off of the writer’s table, mumbling a, “proud of y’all,” before adorning each head with a kiss. “catch y’all later. oh and ANULI, catch the beat next time!” he exclaimed on his way out of the studio, exiting the room while laughing.

Jatoi’nae spun around in the rolling chair of the now quiet studio as she and Anuli awaited the arrival of their cousin. Jrue’s initial reaction to the shear mention of their pending music career had left a bad taste in her mouth. She couldn’t bare to sit through that again. Out of both love and respect, Jatoi’nae has never outright disrespected Jrue. She didn’t want today to be the day that changed, especially not over something so trival. But still, Jatoi’nae did her best to remain hopeful considering all that she had been through. Upon hearing the doorknob turn, JT spun around in her chair to get a glimpse of the door as it opened. “Jru Jru!” JT exclaimed, a bright dimpled grin appearing on her face. @jruc

✰. —  ⁞  JRUE didn’t expect for JT and ANULI to involve him in anything that revolved around their pending music career, but he was grateful to have the opportunity to have the first listen to the finished product of their previous studio session. “‘aight, lemme’ hea’ what y’all did.” he replied, urging her to play the song. the surround sound amplified the playback of the song, which started off with one of JT’s infamous phrases. he chuckled at the entrance of the music, nodding his head to the tempo of the trap inspired production. the amusement on his face faded slightly once ANULI began to lay the first verse, though he quickly tried to mask it by flashing a smile in her direction. as the song continued, JT’s verse became the missing element that provided an ease of his feelings towards the project in full. when the track came to an end, JRUE brought his hands together to roll his palms along one another slowly. “so...” he began, building anticipation for his response to the record. “i like the song. i do. it’s hard enough for niggas to ride to, but it’s also feisty enough for girls to relate to. however...” he turned his head to ANULI, briefly licking over his lips before chuckling. “what beat were you listenin’ to when you recorded yo’ verse, cuzzo?” @anclis

Jatoi’nae spun around in the rolling chair of the now quiet studio as she and Anuli awaited the arrival of their cousin. Jrue’s initial reaction to the shear mention of their pending music career had left a bad taste in her mouth. She couldn’t bare to sit through that again. Out of both love and respect, Jatoi’nae has never outright disrespected Jrue. She didn’t want today to be the day that changed, especially not over something so trival. But still, Jatoi’nae did her best to remain hopeful considering all that she had been through. Upon hearing the doorknob turn, JT spun around in her chair to get a glimpse of the door as it opened. “Jru Jru!” JT exclaimed, a bright dimpled grin appearing on her face. @jruc

✰. —  ⁞  unbeknownst to both JT and ANULI, JRUE felt extremely bad about the way the initial conversation about their additional choice of career. though his reaction was dispelled from a place of love, he agreed that he could’ve handled the news in a better way. upon his entrance to the studio session, he cocked his brow at the estatic greeting from his younger cousin. “i ain’t got no money.” he quickly replied as he closed the door behind himself, offering a chuckle a few moments later. whenever JT was too excited to see him, he was always bombarded with a plan that involved an expensive purchase. instead of taking a seat at the nearby sofa, he hopped on the writer’s table that sat a few feet behind them at the soundboard. “‘aight, don’t keep me waitin’. why am i here?” @anclis

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✰. —  ⁞  JRUE was stern when it came to both ANULI and JT, considering they were the only family he knew after the passing of his parents. his support of their career choice meant the world to them, just as he heavily relied on their support when he was drafted to the national football league. after coiling his digits around the glass flute, he brought the mimosa to his lips before gulping the alcohol infused juice. though the liquor wasn’t strong enough to change his disposition, he lightened the mood by emitting a small chuckle. “i want the best for y’all. i really do.” he set the empty flute on the tabletop, then pulled his hands towards his body to rest them in his lap. “if y’all are serious ‘bout this music shit, i support it. i just hope y’all are ready for all the shit that comes wit’ that. you think my noriety is an issue? just wait until y’all step on the music scene.” his concluding statement regarding their additional career choice had ended just in time for the arrival of their food. “and y’all better not be droppin’ no trash ass music either. i love y’all, but i ain’t gon’ pretend it’s a hit if it ain’t.” he added in, laughing lowly in hopes that his spiel had softened the previous blow so they could enjoy the rest of their family day in peace.