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September 19th || '12am
"I don't know what happened that caused y'all to stop talking like y'all did, but it must suck to be you. Respectfully Prince, that woman is fire"
All eyes were on her, almost like they couldn't be taken back off once on her. Rolling her hips to the beat of the music, a beaming smile on her face as they cheered her on to continue her dancing movements, respectably.
"I ain't hear to talk about my baby mama and don't die tryna compliment her to me" He turned his chair so his back was now facing her direction, him being the only one not looking at her besides Adonis who sat directly beside him. "I ain't even know she was gon be at this damn event. Who even invited her? She on the list?" Octavius asked, looking over at Adonis while he propped his elbows up on the bar counter and put the half blunt in his mouth.
"No, but she ain't gotta be on the list though. Just like you ain't gotta be. Too known to be turned around" Adonis looked over at Octavius as he was still turned in Nairobi's direction, one of his arms extended across the edge of the counter.
Octavius kissed his teeth after pulling the blunt out of his mouth watching the smoke flow upwards into the air in front of his eyes while he tapped the blunt to knock ashes into the ash tray. "She wouldn't be nobody if it wasn't for me" He couldn't resist to say, but it was only halfway true.
She did get her popularity started because she was his girlfriend, then her popularity grew when he got arrested but after that she had been making her own name based around the "Princess" name she was given.
She wasn't known as much anymore as "Nairobi", who was just Prince's girlfriend who he had on his hip everywhere he showed up at, and the woman that had to raise kids by herself while he was locked away for murder. She was "Princess", the name still being around "Prince", but who when she was seen she had an aura around her that would bring light to the darkest room, who someone would feel lucky if she set her eyes on their's for the shortest second. She was respected, for how she carried herself so confidently and that she was nothing less than beautiful. She knew that and everybody else knew that as well.
Octavius put his blunt out once he was done with it and tucked it behind his ear then looked down at his watch to check the time that read 12:04am.
"Is that Thee Prince of Atlanta?" He heard Nairobi beside him, but he never turned his head to look at her. Instead, he looked up at the TV that was on the wall behind the counter.
"I'm about to call security and tell them you bullying me" He said before hearing her small giggle beside him.
They still had a feeling of dislike towards each other and their names being brought up in conversations made them want to throw up but Nairobi liked bothering him at times like this, seeing he clearly wasn't in the mood to be bothered by her but there was nothing he would do about it.
