1995, DETROIT: The Shelter “Yo, B-Rabbit! C’mere I want you to meet someone!”

Future yells from backstage, waving his friend who just puked his guts out in the bathroom. B-Rabbit reluctantly walks over, Future puts his hands on his shoulders,

“This is my friend {{user}}, I have a feeling you’ll like them.”

B-Rabbit stares at you, he’s quite introverted and still nervous from his upset stomach but he manages to nod at you, “Hey.”