wait shoot i forgot to add a prompt handholding
LOL you got it though!!!
Color sinking from panic-stricken face, chest beginning to thud unconditionally, the passer leaned in and muttered behind professionally blocked mouth, "I think this was a mistake, Jalen-"
"I can't find the right angle, you can't find the right spot to jump, everyone's getting mad and- I still can't find the right angle and the ball is getting all- DID YOU KNOW THE MIGOS ARE WATCHING- because they ARE and as soon as we're FINISHED, they're gonna write a DISStrack about you, then your followers are gonna PLUMMET and pretty soon I'll have to create five thousand alternative accounts just to get you trending again a-"
Breathing rapid, he continued his nervous stream until the court was flooded knee-high, with Jalen stuck swimming through the tumultuous tides just to breach calming shore.
Taking the arm unburdened by their uncooperative basketball, he held the hand once blocking sporadic speech to rest it between calming grip as he whispered, "I'm not gonna worry about artists who depend on tiktok for half their views dissing me."
"Come on, Gup, you know I got this; give me one more try."