welp, shout out everybody, i had fun! if you want my discord, just hmu.

of course yo ass would want Quentin. we supposed to want more for ourselves!

he was fine as hell but it’s something about a man that knows he fine that rubs me the wrong way.

“it doesn’t have to be no deep shit, i just need an energy to feed off of. fair warning though, i go through like five blunts by the time a song is done.” 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐆𝐈𝐄 knew 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐄 smoked, but nobody smoked like her; especially during a studio session so she wanted to prepare her for what was to come. “i figured we could just smoke and talk shit, and hopefully we come up with some crazy shit in between.” explaining the idea as it came to her head, 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐆𝐈𝐄 focused on the road, not realizing how close her usual studio space was to her friends home. “bitch you know you getting every writing credit as is, shut up!” her words collided with her laughter as she listened to the stressful tone coming from the passenger side of the car.

it wasn’t hard for 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐆𝐈𝐄 to get lost in the fact she was beeping her horn for a reason, and it wasn’t until 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐄 was nearing the car that she snapped back into reality. flashing her signature bright smile, the female unlocked the doors, taking in her friends outfit. “you better be glad you look good in this fit or i was gonna drive off as soon as i seen you.” she shot back, waiting for 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐄 to get settled in before pulling off to their next destination. “okay so i lied, i actually have no song i’m working on. that’s why i wanted you to come with me, you about to help me write a song. surprise!” her voiced bounced off the tinted windows of the truck as she spoke, bouncing her shoulders up and down in a joyus way.

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐆𝐈𝐄 tapped her fingers against the steering wheel, regretting the decision to drive instead of ubering for the day. though she had sent the warning text to 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐄, letting her know that she was on the way to pick her up, she just knew deep down inside the girl wasn’t going to be ready to go. “i’ma honk the horn just to embarrass her ass.” she mumbled to herself as she pulled up to the familiar house front. staying true to her inner thoughts, 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐆𝐈𝐄 started pressing against her steering wheel, triggering the horn over and over again in the form of a beat. @jcnies​