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"I just know this shit betta be jumpin'," Shani said from the back seat of the white SUV.
After their talk with Ms. V, the girls finished their errands. They dropped Shani's groceries off at her folks' place before going back to Dom's to get the kids situated for bed. They made dinner, played with them to tire them out, and watched a movie. The kids were more than excited to spend time with all the girls, especially now that Shani, the fun one, was there.
After they fell asleep, Dom informed her grandparents about working with Roxanne tonight. They all got their usual 'be careful's and 'I love you's before heading back into Roxanne's car and driving to Ms. V's place to get ready in some clothes she had for them.
And now they're here. Sitting in one of Ms. Vegas's cars, outside of a club and dressed to impress. Dom was wearing a tight, black, spaghetti strap dress that stopped just to her fingertips with sheer black stockings underneath, along with a dainty pair of black heels. She wore the same hairstyle from earlier, her light brown hair splayed across her shoulders. A small pearl necklace with matching earrings gave her a regal look. Along with the silver jewelry she had on her finger.
Shani wore a form-fitting, long-sleeved black dress that stopped at her ankles with black stilettos. Her hair was in a tight ponytail with some swooping over her forehead in the front. Her ponytail swayed with every move she made, its light curls making it bounce. She wore dainty gold jewelry, her semi-long red nails popping in contrast to the rest of her look.
Roxanne wore a short, black, halter top dress along with some simple black heels with one strap going over the base of her toes. She had on a black choker with a golden centerpiece with matching earrings. Her French-tipped fingers held rings that matched the gold anklet she sported. Her hair was down and trimmed a little shorter, the burned ends framing her face.
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