Sevyn Streeter, Chris Brown, A$ap Ferg - Guilty Guide

"Trouble found us both," Ferg laughed, slapping Chris on the shoulder before turning his attention to Sevyn. "The city’s talking, Sev. They say the three of us in one room is a hazard to the peace." "The city’s usually right," Sevyn whispered.

"You're late," Chris said, his voice cutting through the heavy bass as she approached. Sevyn Streeter, Chris Brown, A$AP Ferg - Guilty

Before he could respond, the heavy velvet curtain to their left snapped open. stepped through, draped in a floor-length faux fur and enough gold to light up the room. He didn't walk; he glided, the energy in the room shifting toward him like a magnetic north. "Trouble found us both," Ferg laughed, slapping Chris

Chris picked up the keys, turning them over in his hand. "They’re going to call us the villains for this. You know that, right?" "You're late," Chris said, his voice cutting through

Outside, the rain began to fall, washing away their tracks as they disappeared into the night, leaving the club—and the world—wondering what kind of storm they were about to brew.

"I’m exactly when I meant to be," Sevyn countered, tilting her head. "Besides, I heard you were looking for trouble. I figured I’d save you the trip."