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Track 2

✨Solani✨

Nyla n I been dancing for a while, plus we're in college, so this isn't new, but I'm speechless. My ears are getting hot, Fuck. " Lani, let's help our special friends get situated. As much as we would enjoy staring at them now," Nyla nudges as we
walk toward the private area. We picked the purple room since it was reserved for special guests only. As the boys were getting situated, Nyla turned to me, so we started signing.

'Don't even think about it'. She signs back, ' Why cuz you know I'm right'. 'About what,' I roll my eyes. She has nothing to be right about. Are they fine? Yes. Do they probably around know that? Also yes.

" Ya'll good?" One of the boys' questions. "Yeah, but we'd be better if you told me your name," she asks, batting her eyelashes and walking over to the table. "Don't be shy. We don't bite," I smile, offering my hand to the other boy.

"And what if I wanted to kill you, hmm," he questions, accepting my hand. "Well, I guess you like crowds then, not that I wouldn't kill you before you tried," I answered.

•Nico•

"Why yo hands so cold," I asked her as she led us into the private room. Her hands felt like she'd just arisen from the dead or something. Taking in the room, I'd say it's a decent size. You can tell it's a separate vibe from the rest of the club. I've been in this part of the club before, not bad, but with small investments, it could be better. "It's cold in here," she mumbled. "No, not really, you should let me into the room so we can go with our friends," I say, motioning my hand to the opposite side of the doorway where Malachi sits with Nyla. I don't remember why either of us stopped walking. I'm not complaining because it gave me time to exchange glances with the icy-handed girl in front of me. We've been standing in the doorway for a while now, obviously missing from the group.

"Solani, are you okay," is heard from outside the room. "Yeah," she yelled as she dragged me toward the group. We're in the room now, but she hasn't let go yet, "Ooooou, what happened to me not being right," In response, Solani says nothing but glares while signing something to her friend. "Now see, I wouldn't take that if that," I tease, throwing my hands up. "Word, I'm just saying if that was me, I'd fight back," Malachi adds. "So we're all just gonna be on dick now, okay cool," She rolls her eyes and sits on the rounded loveseat by Nyla.

"Wellll, since you're here now, why don't we get to know y'all," Nyla suggests, glancing at Malachi.   "And how should we get to know our guest, Nyla," Solani smirks. "Truth or Dare," They say in unison. " I haven't played that in a minute," I admit. "Okay, so I'll be in charge because yes. So whoever asks a question has to answer one the next turn," Nyla announces. "Okay, Solani, you first. Truth or Dare," she grins. "Truth," she answers. "How many piercings do you have," I ask. "6, thinking about 7," she responds.

"Okay, your turn. Truth or Dare," she adds. "Truth, what would you like to know," I grin. "What're y'all's names," she questions. "Nico, I'm Nico, and that one is Malachi," I respond, and she raises her eyebrows. "Malachi, truth or dare," I grin, catching him off guard. "Dare," he says. "Ask for their numbers," I grin, and he turns to face the girls. " Would you two give me the privilege of having your numbers?" he questions, receiving both numbers shortly after. "Truth or dare, good sir," Malachi jokes. "Dare," I respond. "Ask Solani for her number," he dares.

"I know it's late, but how about I call an Uber to take you home, and you text me when you girls get home?" I question, getting up from my seat and handing Solani my phone. She takes my phone and hands it back to me shortly after.

✨Solani✨

This nigga really think I gave him my number. I'm not fuckin 15, but Nyla's having a good time, and that's what matters. He hands me his phone, and I put the customer service hotline number there and give him his phone back. "Truth or dare? Solani," he asks me. I didn't notice he had moved to sit by me. I like his voice. "Thank you, he grinned, and Nyla ooued. I think I died a little inside.

"Nico, you end the game cuz their Uber's finna be here soon," Malachi adds, moving everyone's attention. "Truth or Dare Solani?" "Dare Nico," I tell him. "Give us a tattoo tour," he says, catching me off guard. Have I done one online yea, but never in person? For the most part, my TikTok consists of my HBCU and hair stuff. Nonetheless, I take my pleasers off and stand on the table. I swear I heard someone laugh when I got up.

" This is my second tattoo," I say, showing them the blue snake on my left foot. "But before that, when we were 19, Nyla and I got these," I flip my left wrist, showing them the semicolon with butterfly wings. Our first matching ones " A few months later, we got 3 in over a month," I add, motioning to the Playboy bunny on my right ass cheek, the word honey written in cursive at the start of my thigh, and the small medusa head on my left thigh. "The rest only I and Nyla have seen," I say, concluding my tour and looking down at Nico. " Solani, let's go change. So when we come back, they can walk us to the car," Nyla pointed out. "Okay," I agree, putting my heels back on as we say our goodbyes as we walk towards the door.

As soon as we got in the back, I put my money in my bag and changed into an oversized sweater that I cut the neckline off and paired with black biker shorts and my Ugg slides. Once I'm ready, I walk out, and shortly after, Nyla comes out. " Damn, ya'll short as hell," the boys said in unison, and Nyla and I rolled our eyes. I'm 5'4, and Nyla's 5'5 not that bad. " It's down the block, come on," Nico states, causing us to start walking. "Text us when ya'll get home," Malachi instructs as we get in the car. Nyla agrees, and I  nod. I didn't give him my number. If the nigga really wanted it, he'd find a better way how I'm not no child. I check my phone, and it's only 2 a.m. This day is finally over.

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