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𝗔𝗥𝗜𝗔𝗡𝗔 𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗖𝗟𝗔𝗜𝗥 | 𝟮𝟭
May 13, 2022
Ariana sighed as she walked through the crowded club. She could only assume it had something to do with the big names in the building tonight. But Ari didn't want to detract herself at the moment.
Ari started showcasing the nightclub after gaining entry. She silently hoped to find him in the club; she'd hate to run up her clock looking for the nigga.
Although she was still debating whether she wanted to drink or not she headed toward the bar anyways. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed black and blonde locs that were neatly two-strand twisted tucked underneath a black fitted hat.
She watched as the man turned around. A smirk covered her features as she confirmed it was indeed Grandson.
Ari studied his features as she saw him in person for the first time. She gazed at his low almond shape eyes as he looked over the crowd.
He was mostly tall and lanky but muscular. She could tell by seeing how toned his arms were.
He sported a plain white tee with black skinny jeans, a black Louis Vuitton belt, and all-black Balenciaga shoes.
A big glistening diamond chain hung around his neck, which complemented his mouth grill.
Ari rolled her eyes at his fuckboy attire. To her, he seemed like the type that knew people were looking at him. It was too many people out here to do it in the open she thought as she looked around the building again.
"What can I get you?" The bartender asked interrupting her thought process.
"Just 3 shots of Don Julio for now," she said handing the bartender her card to start a tab.
Glancing back at grandson she saw he was still in the same spot he just had some random in his face flirting heavily.
From Ariana's point of view, the man didn't seem interested but the other girl was too drunk to care
Once she was handed her drink she threw one shot back. She winced at the slight burn as she swallowed the harsh liquor.
Feeling a light tap on her shoulder Ari turned around to look at the person touching her. She hated being touched by strangers.
You never know what a person did with their hands and that thought was enough for Ari to not like it.
"My fault for bothering you shawty I just wanted to ask your name" Behind her stood a light skin dreadhead. He was about 5'11" with tattoos littering his skin.
