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★★The Present: MIAMI , FL★★
Nyasia's POV
It was my dad's birthday episode of Drink Champs, and he was in high spirits, making sure everyone in the room felt his energy. As usual, I was there behind the scenes, keeping everything organized and showing support. I had grown up around the industry and its big personalities. Dad, better known as Nore, was a legend, and I respected the work he did. But one thing I could never get used to was the way some of his guests acted, even in his presence.
Some of the old heads, men who had been in the game for decades and many of whom had wives and families at home still had the nerve to try and shoot their shot. Even if my dad was right there, they didn't care. I'd catch them throwing glances my way, or hear the whispered comments once the cameras turned off. It was exhausting, but I'd learned to tune it out. They were all the same. Except for one.
