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real life.
˖𓍯ꕤ*. - IMANI'S APARTMENT ! -
i groaned as i tried to get my eyeshadow perfect. my vanity was a mess with wet wipes with all my makeup spread out on the top of it. "what's going on, birthday girl?" Kali looks at me through my vanity mirror.
i turned around to look at her, "i hate my birthday."
Kali rolled her eyes, taking the brush from my hands as she told me to close my eyes. "you don't hate your birthday." she stated firmly, blending my eyeshadow more for me.
i smiled, opening my eyes slightly when i felt her back away. "you're right, i love my birthday. i hate prepping for it though. its the worse damn part." i shake my head closing my eyes again.
"what's happening in here? i know you still ain't fucking with this eyeshadow." i heard Amari's voice and pushing Kali away from me slightly to glare at him. "fuck you hoe, i have to get this shit right."
"why? because Gio's gonna be there?" he fluttered his lashes with a fake smile which caused me to turn around and grab one of my brushes, throwing it at him to his spot on my bed.
he gasped, "what if makeup got on my white shirt?!" he shouted, throwing the brush back and me and standing up. "that's why she don't want your ass." he muttered before running out the room laughing when i held another brush up.
Kali chuckled and went back to doing my eyeshadow. "there it looks perfect. now, get dressed because we have to be at the club in two hours and i know your ass wants to take pictures."
i sighed, "i do."
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"you look good, bitch!" Quen shouted as she walked up into my section of the club floor which was already filled with influencers. she pulled me into my hug, kissing my cheek.
"bitch you look good!" i pushed her away from me to get a look at her outfit before looking towards her smiling face. "i missed you so muchh." i screamed out, pulling her into another tight hug to which we swayed to.
"ugh, another year being a bad bitch. how do you feel?" she asked me taking a shot that i handed to her that was handed to me to take. i pulled her to sit down in my booth that only contained Amari is this dude.
"i feel...great actually." i shrugged, clinging my glass with hers before throwing back a shot. i winced at the drink before looking back at her as she narrowed her eyes at me. "what?" i leaned closer, shouting over the loud music.
