𝙲𝚈𝙽 𝙲𝙸𝚃𝚈

chapter two (unedited)

cyniah

it's been a month since i've started rojo and juggled my personal life with working two jobs. and i'd be lying if i said i was one of God's strongest soldiers. being a full-time waxer and working thursdays to sundays at rojo was stressing me out in more ways i could explain forreal. the hustle and mode i've been in has made me go in my own shell and it's made me miss out on a couple of link ups with my best friends and family- but they know it's in good health.

tamera
would like to facetime...

"speakin' of the damn devil." i laughed out answering the call right before.

she immediately started started cheesing her big ass smile in the camera. man, i love my best friend.

"girl what da hell are you talkin' about." she shuffled a little bit getting more comfortable laying on her stomach.

"i was just thinkin' about you, but what you doing?"

"oh nun just mad my best friend aint tell me latto was in that bitch last week?" she mugged.

rojo is such a known club in memphis, a bunch of celebrities and influencers be in and out that bitch every weekend. it gets chaotic as fuck when it get deep as hell. i've met a couple people, but i've never been the type to fangirl. i just respect them and do my job to be honest. great tippers though, i love saturday nights real bad.

"girl now you know i tell the groupchat every time i get a sniff of a muhfucka comin in there." i rolled my eyes getting in bed like i intended. she just being dramatic. she smacked her lips rolling her eyes back at me.

"yeah well bitch you know it wasn't my pay week!" ooh i hate being a biweekly bitch too suh.

"girl i know it, you just love arguing with me." i laughed out. if it was one thing i knew about tamera it was that her love language was arguing. i swear she just be doing shit for the plot. she knew i was right though cause she couldn't help but laugh too.

"shut up bitch. anyways, i wasn't doing anything i'm just tryna see what you on cause i miss you."

it was currently a tuesday around 7:45pm and i was off from waxing for the day until tomorrow and didn't return to rojo until thursday.

"aww girl i'm just laying down, my back hurting and shit from waxing coochies all day." i loved my job down, but baby i'm tied and i dont care.

"ion know how you do it, coochies, armpits, asses, oh my god the SHIT" she gagged as if she could see what the hell i be seeing.

most of the time my clients are very clean, but i mean shit comes with the job (literally). it do be trifling though when i come across it.

i smacked my lips, giggling cause this girl just tickles me. "you still outside this weekend?" i looked at my nails noting i needed to make a nail appointment for a fill in soon.

"girl hell yeah, you told me mr. glock was in there you know that's bro." this bitch did not know this man.

"yeah okay don't get kicked out my place of employment bitch." she always tryna play her brother sorry ass mixtapes in front of celebrities. she rolled her eyes again so dramatically and i just hope them bitches get stuck just long enough to scare her ass to stop being od forreal.

"now cynny you wouldn't even let them mfs even look at me wrong." she pursed her lips daring me to lie. sadly she was right. i love this girl like she my blood, i hope every girl gets a friend like her.

"what you wearing girl you know i gotta live vicariously through you." i swear for me to literally work at the club i haven't been out out in almost two months. i know outside miss me cause i miss outside.