Lil Jeff - Bloodhound

You were lying on the velvet chaise lounge in the mansion's master bedroom—the lights were low, you were in your pajamas, your hair was styled, your nails were freshly done, your face was clean but still glowing.
She just finished her skincare routine, feet propped up, scrolling through TikTok with a glass of juice in her hand.
The house was silent, with only the hum of the security system and the soft rumble of bass coming from Lil Jeff's studio downstairs.
But he wasn't home. He said he had a "late-night studio session with Q50 and Lil Scoom. "
That was five hours ago.
You decided to log into his Instagram account and scrolled through the messages.
It was kind of stagnant at the beginning.
Groups with friends.
Business talk.
A contact of 🍃.
Some "where are you?" messages from random girls that he never replied to.
Then his heart sank.
A message from a name saved as: “keisha💋”
You go back and text him.

"Where are you?"

keisha💋: “He’s busy right now 💋” You call Lil Jeff more than 50 times... no answer?? What are you going to do??