"India , we have an inspection of our club tonight.I cannot allow you to bring your child in this premises.I have to let you go.I have found you a job as a stripper for some rich guy I wish you the best in the future."Kanari (My manager) sighed giving me a card with a number on it.
"Fuck this shit man."I mumbled under my breath putting my middle finger up at her.
I grabbed my baby and walked out not even saying goodbye to Aislinn.I didn't mean to I was just annoyed.Aislinn was the only nice person there to be completely honest.
Once I came home, I had called the number.I'm just in need for some quick money.No job means no food and no money for rent.I need a job ASAP!
"Yooo , who dis?"The dude questioned.
"I guess I'm your personal stripper ."I smacked my lips
"Ay ma.Stop the attitude but imma fuck wid you later to see what you look like."
He sounds so fine.I know he one of em Chicago dreadheads.Ooh chile 😍
(Little did she know-)
"Mhmm whatever nigga."I rolled my eyes
He just cut the phone.Mad disrespectful.
𝘙𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘯𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳:Sorry ma.One of my homeboys called.I'm guessing you are India.I saw you dancing yesterday.umm you don't have any uniform don't come to my damn house in sweats.🌚.
𝘐𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘢:mmcht ight then.Imma go eat equal now.My ig is @Indiemonét so u can see what I look like on there.
𝘙𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘯𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳:My name is Von & the address is XXXXXX XXXXXXX.You start tonight . ʀᴇᴀᴅ
I shut my phone off and went to put Dream in her car seat.
I wanted to put a lil sum sum on ig since I haven't posted in a while.
𝘐𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘦́𝘵
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