「 ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇᴅ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀ @nycbagcls. 」
The rising anticipation and anxiousness that Semaj was experiencing in that moment was unlike anything he'd ever felt before. Even when he was getting drafted, he never quite felt like this. Back during the draft, he knew that he was going to be picked up by someone, it was just a matter of what team it was that would be selecting him. With this? He wasn't sure what was going to happen when he showed up at Jalen's place. He didn't know what the energy and vibe would be like. Hell, he didn't even know what he was going to say. In fact, he had gone through a messily thrown together mental script over and over in his head during the drive over to his place and each time he went over it, he stumbled through it more than the last.
It had gotten to the point where he realized that he would just have to wing it, something he was a pro at in any other situation. But he wasn't quite so sure he could handle this one. And he realized just how right he was when he came face to face with Jalen's front door; and not even a moment later, face to face with Jalen himself when he opened said door. It was like his brain short circuited, and he couldn't think of anything to say. It was silent for several seconds, Semaj wracking his mind for something to break the silence, before he finally exhaled.
"Hey."






