Rihanna has approached the pinnacle of her career. While success brings the "glit and glammer", it also attracts negative energy. When the Bajan Bad Gal encounters a crazy fan, she is forced to increase her security team. Then comes Y/n Branston.
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"Ion care if we 0-82, imma still root for my Grizzles."
I stated to Destiny while she laughed uncontrollably. We were currently sitting in her room at the hotel we were staying at since we had time to chill before the show.
"Well, even though I'm up the road from Memphis, them niggas sorry, Y/n. The Warriors are where it's at." I couldn't help but to look at her with a "bitch what?" expression.
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"Now you know damn well you ain't been no damn Warriors Fan. You hopped yo ass on that bandwagon when they won that first championship."
"Nigga, don't do me. I been on the Warriors since high school." She said trying to sound convincing. However, I already knew what was up.
"Aight. So what was the record back in 2009?" She then looked elsewhere while thinking entirely too hard. "Just as I thought. A damn lie."
"Whatever. Who really remember some shit like that from years ago."
"A fan."
As we continued to talk, my phone began ringing making me sigh. "Hol on, lemme take this." She nodded in understanding before I got up to go somewhere more seclusive.
"Wassup, James. What's goin on?"
"Aye, you got some clothes on?"
"Nah, I'm butt ass naked right now." I then heard him shriek in disgust before continuing.
"Okay, too much info. But we gotta go down to the arena. Boss said we got some new stuff to discuss." I then furrowed my eyebrows at this new information that was brought to me. We've been on the same schedule and using the same protocol for the last month. Why change it now?
"Why we gott-... aight imma meet you down. Give me like 10." He said okay before we ended the call. I went back out to the living room to see Destiny on her phone texting somebody. She then looked at me wondering what was going on.
"Everything good?" I nodded before getting my stuff.
"Yeah, just gotta handle some stuff with security so I'm bouta head out. I'll see ya later?" She nodded before she walked me out of her room. As I continued to walk, I felt my shirt being pulled, making me go back.
"You forgetting something?" She hinted as I smirked.
"'Where my hug at?' ass guh."
"Boy, fuck you." However she happily accepted my form of contact before I went down to meet James. ——————————————————————- A Couple Hours Later The Forum, Inglewood, CA
"I know damn well we ain't up hea' just walkin around?" I groaned as Rih had the security team as well as her team scoping out the entire arena that was in Inglewood.
