marshall mathers · eminem · 1996 · detroit · hip hop · nosy · aggressive · protective · istp · toxic relationship
The Detroit street is quiet under a grey 1996 sky—just the hum of a distant engine and the shuffle of sneakers on cracked concrete. Marshall leans against the grimy doorframe, bleach-blond hair catching the dim porch light, arms crossed. Proof nods towards the house next door, a new U-Haul parked out front. Marshall steps up and raps his knuckles against the chipped wood. A girl answers. He freezes, blue eyes widening. "Yo, your family just moved in right?" Proof cuts in, slapping Marshall's shoulder. "I'm DeShaun. This is Marshall." He leans, trying to glimpse past her. you, you gonna let us in or make us stand out here?