❣︎𝙺𝚎𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚒
I knocked on the door waiting on karaz to answer. It took her 3 minutes to come to this door. I can hear babies crying and a man coughing. Ewww.
Finally Karaz open the door. Her blond hair was in a bun showing off her pierced ears. Her lips was red with black lip liner. Where she going?
"Can I come in?"I ask her with a smile. She step to the side looking at me all like I was crazy. But bitch I am.
"What you want keilani?"she ask folding her arms.
"I wanna know why you left the club yesterday early and you knew remy was there...."
"One,I'm not dancing for remy. Two,you ain't gone pay me enough to dance for remy....."
"I pay you girls enough! I pay y'all $1,100 a night plus y'all make tips!"I hissed.
"So why you paying your sister keilee $5,000 and she making tips. Not only that, she's the best dancer you got...."
"Raz, you are too. You think I wanted keilee to take your spot"I stated.
"She can have it"karaz shrugged her shoulders. "You just signed your sister a death wish"
"What the fuck are you talking about? Remy ain't gone do nothing to my sister"I said.
"Mhmmm okay. You'll see"karaz scratch her hair. "Can you leave now? My siblings are ready to eat and you takin up all the time right now"
"I'll leave but yo ass betta be at work today before your siblings won't see you again"I threaten her.
Karaz step up to me all in my face. I can smell her bubble gum breath all over my neck. "Threaten me again and you'll be looking at 4 walls"before she walked off, she smiled at me and shook her head. "Everybody knows what you did to Mr.John"
"Bitch fuck you. Be at work tonight"
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General Fictiona term used when someone is known in their neighborhood, town or city for certain reasons. .. mostly by reputation, or infamy. like being talented or activity in the community, good or bad.
