𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐘
𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒
𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒
"please, you wouldn't be able to handle me."
"wanna find out?"
"yeah? what are you gonna do?"
"bend you over the counter and show you how...
↷. 🎪 ঌ ࣪₀ 🦩 .˚ ☁️ ༺ ◛*➶ 。˚ ♯ ❝ you know i get nasty. 𝖚𝖇𝖊𝖗 𝖗𝖎𝖉𝖊 to my house, i called a taxi. i'm picky with my women, i'm 𝖉𝖊𝖈𝖎𝖉𝖎𝖓𝖌 ❞ ⁺◟༉ ꜜ
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𝙽𝙾𝚆 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙸𝙽𝙶: No Idea — Don Toliver ･♩: *･ﾟ🎼 :* ◄◄ ▐▐ ►► ･ﾟ♪: * ･ﾟ♫:*
jack pov
"what the fuck is this?" i asked urban. the fuck is this boy thinking? he tired to pull a pattie labelle but failed. he failed so fucking bad.
"bro just try it, it's good as hell.." he said trying pushing the plate my way but i pushed that shit right back.
"that shit looks nasty." he made oreo pancakes and burnt them from the looks of it, "what the fuck do you even eat?" i asked him as i continued to eat my regular perfectly cooked pankcakes.
i looked over at my phone when it rang. now who the hell's calling me and why is a unknown number calling my phone?
i glanced over an the unknown number. sliding the call button across the screen i answered it. i usually don't answer these but you only live once.
"hello?" i asked as i answered. it went silent for a second, it sounded like someone was shuffling on the other side. did they not think i would pick up?
"hello jack harlow? this is sunday, nyasia grey's manager i have a quick question for you?" she said sounding very professional like.
nyasia grey? what's her manager calling me for?
now that i think about it she's probably calling to ask me to take the tweet down which i'm not doing.
i nervously chuckled. "go ahead and ask i got time." i said. her voice is very intimidating it just screams professionalism and business.
"nyasia is hosting at the premier thursday and wanted to know if your free for that by any chance." my heart dropped. asia wants me at her hosting.
holy shit that was quick as fuck, i was not expecting for anything to happen at all let along this quick.
i do have a question though, "why didn't she ask me herself or sum?" i asked genuinely curious, was she nervous about speaking to me or sum?
"well miss grey is a busy woman jack, and besides i'm here for stuff like that." well that did make sense. we do pay our mangers to handle the business stuff we can't or don't know how. that's why i love mine so much.
"yeah i'll go, tell her i said i'll see her there." i heard typing on the other side so i'm guessing she was doing that. sending emails or sum shit.
