Diggy Imagines

Promoter

Diggy's P.O.V.

I've always been easily embarrassed so today was not something I was excited for.

I had to discus my music sales with a promoter because I was doing "okay" instead of great.

I saw her walk in, she was very beautiful.

She had the most delicate brown skin, big dark brown eyes, a thick figure, and the most compelling thing to me; little mama had "Try me" written all over her face.

She sat down in front of me.

YN-Hi, I'm YN. *Smile*

Diggy-What's up I'm Daniel, you can call me Digg-

YN-Diggy, yeah I know who you are.

Diggy-*Nods his head*

After discussing some basic stuff like my most recent tours, and why I love music YN got down to business.

YN-I think the problem comes from a couple of things. The first, genre. Rap is a genre that speaks to a lot of people but it's the things you rap about that might not be what they want to hear.

Diggy-Explain.

YN-You rap about love. Most people want to hear about money, sex, drugs or their struggle to making it rich.

Diggy-*Sighs* K.

YN-Second thing is management. You need to stay busy. Do small gigs, big gigs anything to get your name out there some more. Your manager should have you constantly booked no matter how tiring that may be.

Diggy-That makes sense. I nodded.

YN-Your single right?

Diggy-Why you worried about it? *Smirks*

YN-I'm not but your fans are. They want to see you single and loving it! The more available you seem to them the closer they feel to you personally and that makes them want to support you even more.

Diggy-You really know what your doing Huh?

YN-*Smirks* You make about 60,000 dollars a month but you've got talent Diggy. You should be making double if not triple that each month. 60,000 times 3 equals 180,000, 180,000 times 12 months a year thats... 2 million,160 thousand dollars a year.

Diggy-Damn girl.

YN-Let me help you. *Smile*

Diggy-Your hired. *Smiles* You got me?

YN-I got you.

Diggy-You gone hold me down?

YN-You and your bank account shall be held down. *Smile*

Diggy-Alright sweetheart.

I stood up and gave YN a hug. Mmm she smelled so good.

YN-Okay, I gotta go but text me if you need anything.

Diggy-What if I need a date?

YN-...then text me.

Diggy-*Chuckles* You got it.