lowkey: we haven’t done a role playing session in a long time.
gotta bring that back.
*this is actually based on a dream i had last night.
i literally just woke up to write about it before i forgot.
you won a contest where you had full backstage privileges at a concert.
so you are sitting there,
watching everything that happens backstage.
the artist speaks to you candidly,
gives you high fives after each set,
and really showing you they are as down to earth as they portray.
well while back there this vixen:
…kept interacting with said artist as you observed.
somehow you both end up talking.
she tells you she the new assistant to the artist.
she got hired a few weeks ago and loves it.
well it goes from talking to her flirting with you HEAVY.
she’s saying how good you look,
how you would make a good boyfriend to some lucky girl,
and making jokes about she will to sleep with you,
but you can tell by her stares and body language she is dead serious.
she is actually coming off really THIRSTY.
oh the artist she works for and concert you were at?…
you been waiting and waiting.
the person to fix for your security system was supposed to be there an hour ago.
you don’t mind sitting in the crib because its a heatwave,
you have things to do before a certain time.
they said they would be there at 10am and its now 3pm.
you finally see the van pull up to your crib.
he gets out…
your phone keeps blowing up this morning.
but a ton of twitter mentions.
did you become a star overnight?
you just fell asleep at your homeboy’s house.
well when you get on twitter to see whats going on:
“wow that is disrespectful.”
“i would kick his ass.”
“they probably some faggots.”
when you look,
you see you as the main feature in this picture…
welcome to the entertainment industry.
a place you have been struggling for a while.
you do __________.
you been trying to get noticed for your talent.
you see everyone rising the top but you.
so you keep on working your ass off.
well it finally it happened.
whatever you did caught on and stardom has happened.
everyone knows your name now.
the blogs are giving you full support.
the foxhole has even featured you as “baller ______”.
you get invited to all the a list events.
good seats with no questions asked.
you get to network with people who actually make moves.
everywhere you go there is someone wanting to take your picture.
you been with him for a hit minute.
it’s been going well.
he is a freak summabitch!
every kama sutra positions.
the whole 9 yards.
tonight he wants to try something new.he wants you to…
you are a ___________.
pick a profession that involves you being in the public eye
or you have great recognition in your career.
you aren’t out of the closet because of this field.
your close people you trust know about you,
but your family and co-workers don’t.
you want to keep your profession and dating life separate.
you have been dating him:
you been rocking with:
so you felt lucky today.
something inside you said to play the lottery.
you decided to follow your spirit.
you go and buy your ticket:
i invite you to an industry event one night.
now this isn’t the typical kind of function with hiphop wannabes.
this is a mixed crowd.
one with different kind of foxhole members.
you meet this guy:
…every once in a blue moon.
he isn’t hooked.
it’s a party drug.
he has a lot of money and connections.
he knows your birthday is coming up.
next week actually.
he wants to do something different for you.
he can buy you a crib,
and clothes whenever you want.
he says he will…