<Nocturnal Harmonia>

[Bloodedge]

Donnie made the very difficult decision of avoiding further commentary ─ at least on the topic of nipple pasties and such. He almost thought to suggest pasties for Riley and everyone else. In fact, having that stripper pole mentioned earlier had him visualizing the whole group of women rotating around it in unison. That thought was far too much. As he worked that out of his head to the best of his ability, Donnie fell silent... until Nikki spoke of the amount he'd put into this house. "That's after all the Hunter shit though. The house was like... 200. Cars all over the place, but the whole price of that McLaren goes into gettin' them Hunter-proofed," he shared, knowing that yellow vehicle in the back of his 4-car row was already over a million dollars.

Whatever the case, it was finally Nikki's turn to show out. Hers was the most extravagant, runway-quality number from top to bottom, including some fishnet that certainly made a statement against the song's target. Donnie wasn't going to be the one questioning it... but a freshly-suited Leon would. "Oy Nik, yer uh... yer bits are showin'. Think ya' forgot a piece," he warned ignorantly. No matter; Iris was soon starting the music. There was a purposeful start of feedback noise at the beginning of this instrumental, followed by an electropop tune with a foundation of a saturated analog synth bassline, repeating a four-chord progression. While the bassline was going on, Donnie walked around the garage, swagger in every step, seeming more confident with every car he passed and looked at. By the time a staccato synth pad came in to apply some variation, Donnie was ready to begin, passing right by that aforementioned McLaren.

"Ayy~

I'm tryna put you in the worst mood, ah♪
P1 cleaner than your church shoes, ah♪
Milli point two just to hurt you, ah♪
All red Lamb' just to tease you, ah♪
None of these toys on lease too, ah♪
Made your whole year in a week too, yah♪
Main bitch outta your league too, ah♪
Side bitch outta your league too, ah♪~"

There were multiple steps to this performance. Donnie chose a specific hovering drone to be the target of his attention. He pointed behind himself at the McLaren upon mentioning it, as if it wasn't even important by the time of its address. The red Lamborghini he'd purchased just to make this video still had its tags in place, which Donnie freely showed to make a point. For the final two lines, he 'conveniently' moved himself in brushing distance of the apparent 'main bitch' Nikki... followed by Ronnie and the others. All the while, Donnie was clearly feeling more smug than ever before. There was even a very soft, golden glow about his skin ─ a little more prevalent in the eyes.

[Apollymi]

Donnie may have avoided any unnecessary conversation, but both Kim and Riley were busy chattering amongst themselves for the sake of enjoying the new clothing. Both of those two, found the Corbyn sisters, to be interesting additions, and knew even before anything was truly said that they'd be seeing them around and adjusted long before adjustments needed to be made. Instead Donnie spoke of the costly upgrades to a house he wasn't even staying in most of the time, "I haven't even gotten around to those kinds of upgrades yet. Though admittedly, I crash at Ronnie's flat more than anything else," Nikki said as if it made perfect sense. Eventually she'd finish getting everything together at her own place. But for now, she was getting a good look at herself and Leon. Of all the people present, it was Leon to comment on her bits being out. And it was in this moment that Nikki remembered the important part. "I know bruv, doesn't matter… I'll explain it after we're done with the shoot~" Nikki said earnestly. She couldn't well keep Leon in the dark about why she was so content to not even care who else managed to see her body as it was… but she liked the way she looked currently, and given the extra gazes she assumed approval with a thumbs up. "If you hadn't been so in your feelings about being short, a dress like that proves you coulda pulled off the couture thing~ You and Gio doing a collab or is that what you asked for for your birthday?~" Ronnie said rolling her eyes, but that was tacit approval from her. "A little of both really~" Nikki concluded.

And with that going and the cameras now moving about with Iris controlling them and starting the sounds, the rest began going for real. As the lyrics began feeding through drones began moving casually. Each one easily following a line of sight or a point which would have words and imagery matching easily together. Iris had enough of an attention span and precision control to do this with the amount of concentration she put forward. She also made sure that the drone on Donnie had a full view of him, with several well placed zooms on his face and other places eyes were drawn by his speech and movement. "This is so smooth… " Iris muttered her body shifting to the beat of the music, unknowingly causing a reaction in her she wouldn't be able to place for some time yet. She made sure some full body shots of Nikki and Ronnie were included. All of them coming together as she was having a great time. For her part in this, the smile on Nikki's face when she was mentioned as the 'main bitch' might have been her biggest yet and came with absolute confidence. 'I'm King Don's main bitch~' she thought with a pleasant disposition. And the music could continue. Each of the young women around began moving… spreading out Ronnie found herself a couch to lounge on, Kim would be seen in the conference room, sitting at a long table completely and utterly relaxed. While, Riley went back to that table that she'd set up for her own party under the assumption that 'living big' included her own habits. Wherever they ended up… a drone was following getting b-roll and making sure no moments were missed that could align with the music.

[Bloodedge]

As the song progressed, Donnie delved deeper and deeper into a zone of hyper-focus. His steps took him toward the stairs of the garage, joined still by the hound Mithos. He'd be looking forward into the drone focused on him, hands in his pockets during an ascent that bounced with the beat. Whatever came of the studio version of this song was one thing, but the recording itself... had a bit of a break in it while everyone settled in their places of comfort.

"Every day, a nigga try to test me, ah♪
Every day, a nigga try to end me, ah♪
Pull off in that Roadster SV, ah♪
Pockets overweight, gettin' hefty, ah♪
Coming for the king, that's a far cry, I♪~
I come alive in the fall time, I♪
The competition, I don't really listen♪
I'm in the blue Mulsanne, got that new edition♪"

Once again, Donnie was quite involved with every line he delivered. When he spoke of others trying to test or end him, there was the most nonchalant, dismissive shrug given. By the time he mentioned a Roadster SV, Donnie's right hand slipped out of his pocket to mimic taking control of a steering wheel. Best of all was what came after. His pockets being overweight was a note made during the removal of a few stacks of cash previously shoved inside. Donnie promptly threw that money at the drone to scatter it, leaving it all behind as he took Nikki by the hip and continued moving forward ─ a cheeky wink accompanying the gesture, as though implying some connection between Nikki and the 'Blue Mulsanne' he spoke of.

[Apollymi]

Donnie was going about his music video at pace. While others spread out and found themselves in comfort.. Nikki relaxed her way into a casual bit of a walk. It was something caught by those Drones controlled by Iris, who also made sure that shots of absolute wonder were caught as well. If a certain former boyfriend didn't understand he wasn't getting his girlfriend back before… it'd certainly become quite clear now. "This is gonna be great!~" There was a look on Iris's face that was part maniacal genius and part pure combatant. In this case, she'd consider herself an instrument of the destruction of a man and she'd have a great deal of fun playing her role. In fact she was also slipping those camera frames around.

By the time Donnie was tossing money at the camera she was following the fall of cash… making sure a panoramic shot was taken in the cash fall before as the drone following Donnie shifted around his person to catch all manner of movements he had to offer. "It's gonna be magic~" Iris cooed as she continued working. The pauses between movements weren't anything to worry about… they could be taken as easily filled in post. With other images or even cut out completely so the song flowed smoothly, but such were options she'd be giving Donnie whenever they made their way back to the studio. For now… All the women were busying themselves with various prop style placement everyone seeming to be feeling the music. In fact, Riley in that outrageous lacy dress that Nikki put together for her, was sitting at one of the ebony tables doing the lines she'd already cut. Iris had a drone on her, capturing the whole moment from start to finish and wondering what should be allowed. By the time anyone would see her real time, Riley would be in a near orgasmic state of bliss with the tiniest bit of cocaine left under her nose. Bodies were keeping pace with that slow thumping beat and everyone who was part could feel it. Such was the nature of King Don's music… Cheeky winks were given playful kissing gestures in return and all seemed to be perfectly within the realm of normalcy for the people present.

[Bloodedge]

All in due time, Donnie made his way up the stairs and into the main hall. He could see drones moving about, with that one primarily focused on him and his actions. At this rate, Iris could make a career of this kind of behavior. That aside, a short sequence of movements went along with the beat on all fronts. Donnie even met with Leon whilst walking alongside Iris and Mithos, bumping his fist to the other male's in a three-step dap sequence. Everything was part of the show, part of the flex. One couldn't avoid hitting all bases in a display like this, though perhaps Leon was a little too excited to be so included. 'Dapped King Flippin' Don on video!' he chanted mentally. All the while, Donnie was making his way through the main hall and finding it... somewhat lacking. So randomly did he think something was required, but the song continued nonetheless... even while Riley was caught blatantly snorting cocaine from a nearby table. In fact, Donnie even brought attention to that.

"House so empty, need a centerpiece♪
Twenty racks a table, cut from ebony♪~
Cut that ivory into skinny pieces,
Then she clean it with her face, man, I love my baby, ah♪~
You talkin' money, need a hearing aid!♪
You talkin' 'bout me, I don't see the shade!♪~
Switch up my style, I take any lane♪
I switch up my cup, I kill any pain♪~"

Toward the end of that most recent segment, Donnie sat and grabbed a cup of alcohol from the same table Riley was using, taking a casual sip regardless of what was in it. That strange glow around his person was rapidly intensifying as moments passed, his eyes seeming to burn golden. When he got up from taking that sip, he approached the camera a bit more aggressively. At this point, he was moving toward the center of the room ─ right where that aforementioned centerpiece would be. In doing so, he gestured for the women nearby to come along, as if to imply they were the centerpiece he needed.

"Look what you've done♪~
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy!♪
Look what you've done♪~
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy!♪"

[Apollymi]

Several long shots of Veronica Corbyn's body were taken as she lounged across a couch, starting from the toes and moving up. If nothing else, Iris was always certain of how people looked at other people. Getting perfectly framed shots and b-roll was quite easy with her understanding of human nature and her lack of emotional hesitation. The same kind of shots were taken of everyone from their absolute best angles. Even when they stood and moved around with drones following them, Iris was certain of her activity. Even Leon got in on it though she could tell he was far too pleased, "Dande's chuffed to bits~" she murmured but the shots still fit the desired narrative, she'd make sure they got where they needed to be, dap and all.

And all the while as Donnie sang and moved, Nikki enjoyed the music, grooved and moved and… once again forgot that anything she was doing was to flex on Drake. Why? Well something much more important was happening. As the build up occurred her eyes were continually drawn to Donnie. That had been the truth of her existence since she was about 14 years old, but in the moment there was something almost magical about it. And it was something that Iris noted as well. The visuals that occurred as Donnie declared himself a star, seemed to bring the other young women into his orbit without any extra prompting. It was easy enough to pull them all in, even Ronnie gave up lounging to go where the heat was. If the centerpiece of the house was to be something like orbiting women, he'd find all of them… Nikki closest, Ronnie's long legs bringing her in second, Kim and Riley both intoxicated floating around as well, seeming to be up for whatever the next part was. Just the same, those drones were all getting different angles of the same shot. Each person the centerpiece of their own quiet storyboarding.

[Bloodedge]

That glow of Donnie's and the magical effect in his eyes was only the least potent effect in the moment. His voice seemed to carry beyond the building, beyond the sound system, beyond... the world itself. He called himself a starboy, and it registered to the universe in ways that made no logical sense even to those who understood this world's magic best. Only one type of individual could truly fathom it... and most of them had no reason to understand presently, despite becoming aware in some minor ways.

Whatever the case, as that circle of women formed around him, Donnie's welcoming heat spread around the group like an atmosphere. From outside the circle, Leon stumbled upon a basketball. Donnie caught sight of him picking it up, raising a hand to catch the eventual toss. From there, he took a low stance facing off against his own dog. He dribbled between his own legs numerous times, performing various hesitations and crossovers as he weaved between the women of the circle ─ all while the dog followed suit as if playing chase.

"Let a nigga brag bitch,
Legend on the floor, took ya' girls like a bandit♪~
Bought mama a crib and a brand new wagon,
Now she hit the grocery shop lookin' lavish♪~
Star Trek roof in that Wraith of Khan♪
Girls get loose when they hear this song♪~
A hundred on the dash get me close to God♪
We don't pray for love, we just pray for cars♪~"

In the midst of the final verse, it seemed Donnie was just... yammering. Often did he do such a thing, but this one had a slightly different purpose. He did also seem actively stuck on the aforementioned 'bandit' behavior, brushing closer and closer to each of the women every time he was in range. Such would be how the song ended... from Donnie's end, at least.

[Apollymi]

Before the last verse a different set of images was captured. Leon, finding a basketball, the toss of the rock over to Donnie and the obvious skill he possessed. In a full suit and tie…. An outfit that many would call his 'Sunday best', the man performed low stance dribble moves and hesitations against the dog he'd had accompanying him for most of this shoot. Iris, to her credit got several different images of him, all of them seeming to have a certain distinct look and many of these movements being easily captured from multiple angles. It was well worth it.

So were all the images of Donnie making his rounds with the ladies. Several lingering dance moves and grinds definitely didn't need to take place. Riley was feeling particularly, handsy, one trailing along Donnie's thigh finding his cock so discreetly that she took a moment to get a feel and it seemed bigger than the last time she'd had it. But at the last moment she'd turn that into a tease, giving the lad a cheeky wink with her tongue sticking out instead of any further contact. Ah but the beat would continue for a while longer with a few more shots being taken, eventually… Iris would begin fading it out, when it seemed like it was dying down but she was still pretty happy in her own seat. "I got more than enough footage for a video. I'll need some input, don't know what American broadcasting standards are like, but unless you got more to drop… I'm gonna fade this out and bring the drones back in~" Iris mentioned over the intercom. She'd leave that one floating directly in front of Donnie to see what else he wanted. All the while she had all of the different feeds on several divided screens as she opened up the video editing software and began feeding them all into a clean video file she named Starboy…

[Bloodedge]

The end of a song arrived without a hitch... bar a certain wrench thrown in the original plan by Riley, which involved her taking hold of Donnie's cock when he passed by. He registered a full check of its length, and could do naught but... lean right into the contact and rub himself against her hand. Ah, but nothing more would come of that right away. Instead, Donnie continued through the end of a new track. Things calmed down in time, and Iris spoke through the intercom once more to mention a need of input. It was only natural that she have some questions. In time, Donnie would be upstairs answering any concerns. "Yeah, just skip out on the part where it's goin' in her nose. People fake that kind of shit all the time. You can show the before and after, but nothin' too real," he was explaining about Riley's drug usage mid-recording. "Yo, you got some good ass angles though! This 'bout to be the most fire video I ever dropped. Oh, but uh... watch out for that part right there. Vivi ain't got no drawers on..."

While he looked over Iris's work, Donnie picked up one of the spare blunts from Kim's earlier roll. He was seated on a couch in the studio room, phone in one hand and blunt in the other. It was only now that Donnie scrolled through images sent by Nikki while they were at Buckingham Palace. How he'd gone so long without checking those messages, Donnie didn't know... but he was regretting being so late on the upkeep. 'Hot damn, y'all on somethin' else out here!' he thought.

[Apollymi]

Donnie had his music video end and then had to deal with the women around him. Most were dancing and touching, but Riley had taken it quite a step farther. None seemed to mind though, as it was the general assumption that Riley had been… the one with the longest wait currently. Ah well, she didn't seem willing to take the bait in the moment. Whatever the case time was allowed to dwindle and Donnie was eventually upstairs with a blunt in hand scrolling and checking the videos Iris had taken. "Before and after, alluding to drug use… not actual drug use…" Iris repeated as she clipped that particular video to add it in as a moment faded into and out of with the panned shot. There was also a before and after of the table to work in… there wasn't any reason the actual drug use was a problem. With that little cut made, the only other advice she got immediately was avoiding exposing Veronica Corbyn's undercarriage. "Thanks, I'm very accustomed to finding the right angles for filming…" Iris admitted with no context. "No worries about Ronnie though… she once told me moving around without knickers was an artform she perfected… besides the long leg shots are her bread and butter~" Iris commented. That long shot on the couch one of her standing… all done without flashing anything were spliced in without a hiccup. She'd even gone on to make the one with Leon in it cooler, managing to keep the moment his face changed to childish excitement disappear, before it could taint the vibes.

Speaking of Leon and vibes… Nikki had aimed to get him outside so she could break the news about Drake's betrayal of trust and the sextape gently, with King Don's house as a collateral that wouldn't get anyone hurt. "Alright bruv… something happened and I need you to remain calm because we're at King Don's house and I'm already handling it, yeah? I'm a big girl now… National Hunter, and you don't have to freak out for me…" Nikki started trying to ease him into the conversation. All the while, Tima was sitting in the studio room she used for her podcast, getting ready to make a phone call. King Don, needed to be on the Usual Suspects morning show, after that craziness with Drake. So he could clear the air and his name… she dialed his number and waited for the answer, thinking this wasn't the sort of invitation to extend over text.

[Bloodedge]

Outside of the estate, Leon was enjoying a nice view of Donovan King's personal basketball court. He shouldn't have been surprised that it was a full-sized outdoor court with a proper fence and all, but understanding how easily the rich could have things didn't change the spectacle of seeing it. "Well I'll be. King Don's really a proper basketballer, innit? You see those moves? He crossed you right the hell up, even!" Leon chanted excitedly. Alas, Nikki had brought him outside for a purpose. Whatever warning she had came with another warning of its own ─ mostly involving him remaining calm. That itself was a bit suspicious, but Leon considered himself a rational guy. "What's all that for? What's the big deal?" he wondered, having enough time to reach his own conclusions and become excited over them. "Oh, oh! You went for a pregnancy test! You're havin' Prince Don!"

At the same time, Donnie was enjoying himself and having a casual glance at the editing screen here and there. Iris was doing a job worth being excited about, and it seemed she wouldn't have a single problem with any questionable content for the video. It definitely helped that Ronnie had apparently gotten so used to avoiding flashes. "You know what? I shouldn't be surprised about that," he said. Donnie himself had numerous images of Veronica Corbyn, all of which were... just on the family-friendly side of dangerous. Of course, he also had it on good authority that she could plan purposeful flashes just as easily. All of that aside, Donnie's scrolling would be interrupted soon. "Oh hol' up, I got a call," he said. With that, Donnie accepted the incoming call and put the phone to his ear. "Yooo, Tima! What's happenin' baby?"

[Apollymi]

Now was a time for a more serious conversation, even so… those were quite difficult to have with someone like Leon. He was such a free spirit. "Bruv, I showed you the highlights, did you know believe the screen?!" Nikki said about the basketball prowess of Donovan King. She enjoyed that man in a complete sort of way, but that would be for later. No… now she had to tell her technical older brother about a looming threat in the distance that she was already taking care of, but she didn't want him finding out about it at random. Speaking of the oddities of Leon, he thought that maybe she was breaking news of a pregnancy early, "Bruv, I'm sure tests can't tell in a day, and it's not Prince Don…" she said falling into his conversation before remembering what she came here for. "No. no.. Doesn't matter, just hear me out and remain calm," the girl said sassily, pouting at the bigger man. "The reason I didn't care about the oddity of my outfit choice, is… that Drake, released a sextape of me and him… from before we broke up, They call it revenge porn and Vicky says its that whether we were dating or not," she pointed out. "It's been all over the internet today… but I'm taking care of it. No need to be upset!" she tried to enforce watching his face and attitude for his understanding.

While that happened, Donnie was allowed to scroll his phone and check in periodically on Iris's work. She appreciated the compliments and volunteered for this task, knowing she could likely do a good job with just general computer knowledge applied. "Yeah, she only flashes if she wants to… she's one of those, man-eaters, or whatever~" Iris said without even thinking about it, knowing how Veronica Corbyn was on a whole thing. Ah, but Donnie was in for a phone call, Iris thought about that, and decided in the moment that she was fine to continue on her edits. "Aye," Iris said her eyes fully focusing. She started running the edits continuously without sound so she could make sure the fading and visual switches looked the way she wanted them to. All the while, one Fatima Bellamy was soon enough hearing a fairly familiar voice. "Bruh, I'm still not used to famous people answering their own phones… I was about to give the corporate America greeting, homie~" Tima stated seemingly pleased to have reached Donnie directly. "I don't wanna take up too much of your time, and I got some info gathering to get back to for my podcast, but we were wondering if you wanted to stop by the Usual Suspects morning edition. We had a… interesting guest tonight and your name came up, so we figured you might wanna stop by and say a little something. You know us, we aim to keep it a hunnit~" Fatima pitched.

[Bloodedge]

Leon had indeed seen the highlights of Donnie's college basketball career. He wasn't in disbelief over those clips or anything, but he considered the live show a bit different. "Well yeah, but that don't do it justice. I got to see that live! Mans was all like... heng heng!" he chanted, doing his own impersonations of the crossovers Donnie performed along with those verbal sound effects. "It was mental! You was right; Ryan ain't doin' anything with that. 'Cept fallin' flat on his arse," he agreed finally. As for the information Nikki had to share, it apparently wasn't to do with the pregnancy they'd been waiting for. Apparently, that sort of thing couldn't even be determined in so short a time... and the identity of the child wouldn't be Prince Don. "Right, yeah. Prince Dominic, innit?" he recalled. Ah, but what was the news? Something bad had occurred. Nikki's exposed nipples through that fishnet top were done with such confidence because Casper Drake... had released an old sexual video of Nikki and himself. There were some legal implications to that, according to some woman named Vicky. Leon, however, was only confused. "Well what the hell'd you let 'im do that for?! You shoulda put the King Don tape out there on the internet!"

Meanwhile, Donnie answered his phone just to hear a surprised Tima on the other end. "Girl you know I can't get people like that. Besides, I done got used to it now. Wassup?" he replied in a most casual manner. She didn't want to waste too much of his time, but he currently had plenty to blow... as he nonchalantly put a lighter to the tip of that blunt. "You good, ma. I'm just back at the house. Got a new video 'bout to go out soon," he mentioned during that first hit. It seemed he was being invited to Fatima's radio show, as some unknown individual recently brought up his name. Donnie always had something to say in a situation like that. "Oh forreal? I thought y'all stopped wit' the late shows?" he asked first and foremost. "And don't tell me it was Unc talkin'. I got caught up in some shit earlier, and I saw him out here talkin' 'bout I got 24 hours to respond and all that. I got somethin' for his ass too if he want it! Talk to ya' boy; who need the smoke?"

[Apollymi]

Dandeleon Postwick was a precious individual, to be a giant grown man with muscles. So bemused was he, about seeing Donnie's dribble moves in person, that Nikki once again felt that kindred connection that she always had with this particular individual. "Bruv, who you telling. I was way too excited about it. I really wanted to see him play live when he was in Uni, but I couldn't get the free time around my own course work. Bloody shame~" Nikki commiserated as they spoke on something good before the bad came. And come it did, the knowledge that Drake released a sextape of him and Nikki hit Leon's ears, but what Nikki got in return, wasn't outrage at Drake, not immediately. No, it was outrage at her, for letting him release the tape instead of releasing one with King Don. "Bloody hell, you mad at me for? I didn't let him… he got that recording… 18 months ago. For… lonely nights on the road, fat lot of good that does. Like the second time we got busy. Looking at it now it wasn't even that impressive…" Nikki said thinking about it. "Sorry that was an overshare Anyway, Vicky is my lawyer and she's taking care of the public end… and I'm handling the rest in my own way," Nikki asserted. "At the risk of oversharing again though, no one would believe a sextape with Donnie. That thing is hard to believe in person," Nikki said honestly, trying to keep the mood light.

While Nikki broke the news to Leon, Iris continued her editing. The video was coming together nicely… she'd even saved some copies and checked a few close-up shots of Donnie. Those golden eyes of his almost glowing put a weird sensation into Iris's body, enough that she shifted, just slightly to look behind her at the man while his lit his blunt. 'Actual arousal.' she concluded now understanding what it was to feel interested in a way that wasn't just her brain chasing a desire. While she came to terms with that, Tima was starting a conversation with high relaxation. "I'm always prepared to turn that thang on, ya' know~" Tima said about that customer service voice. "Still, it's cool… I just figured you would still be answering your own phone all the time~" she said almost teasingly. The pleasantries out of the way… Donnie seemed to know a bit, but not too much. "We brought back the late show… mostly to deal with some overflow. We're still journalists, but not everyone can be part of the morning primetime spot, ya' know. This morning, we had Val on and that was a great show, we couldn't have squeezed in anyone else to that time slot so we worked a different one into the evening show… that one probably did some numbers given how outrageous it ended up being," Tima said on the business end of things. As for the rest, it was a calm little discussion, "I told Unc that was gone catch him a stray. His old ass in here talkin' bout, I ain't sliding in no man's DMs that's suspect… like he can send a nigga a message… it was wild," Tima said joking about the lighter stuff, before getting it together to break it to Donnie about the end of their late night shows… "Now, I ain't one to stir no shit. And I know you don't care about no shit like it… but, Casper Drake was on with us tonight. He was on one. Even dropped a few bars and had quite a lot to say about you… Now, I'm still a journalist at heart. I want the whole story. I am already elbow deep in fact-checking all his bullshit to clear it up on my podcast, which is why I can't chat too long, but you know how the streets gone be. That yap was serious. Assuming you didn't know about this, is your video just something you're releasing, not a reply?" Tima gave her earnest opinion of the situation, even while thinking at least a bit of what Drake had to say was completely false.