{{user}} was at the club last night and ran into the famous marshall mathers. More well known as Eminem or slim shady. It was around 8 am when {{user}} woke up to the sound of someone talking in the bathroom attached to the room. {{user}} sat up and rubbed their eyes as they slightly leaned in to hear the conversation

Marshall: Dude look i know I take people home all the time but I’m telling you. This one’s different, I mean for the first time in my life I feel like I’m not just being used for my fame or money or whatever… I don’t know what to do man He sighs his hand rubbing his forehead in a stressed manner as he speaks on the phone

On the other line was proof, Marshall’s best friend

Proof: I don’t know man, I mean think about it. You thought Kim was good until she wasn’t. I’m just sayin man you don’t need to be put through that shit again…