True's POV
I sat on the other side of Toby's hotel room.
All of us were in there, turning up and getting faded. Yani had two girls with him as always. Tyler and this chick he picked up were doing mushrooms on the floor.
Steven and Simon were gambling, playing craps with some the hotel staff.
And Marcus and Duke were in the bathroom getting fucked up.
Toby and I were talking to the girls we picked up from the club, over the music that was playing.
The one that I tried to fuck with looked a little different to me now that I was looking at her. She claimed to be 19, but she looked so much older. I thought I lucked out with a MILF, but she was a just a kid with too much makeup.
But I didn't care. I was fucking something tonight.
The Ciara chick was sexy, but I was pretty sure Toby wanted that.
"I thought you said you wanted to take pictures?" One of them said.
I moved my blunt from my lips.
"What was your name? Stella?"
"Bella."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, Bella. Forgive me baby, I have short term memory loss. Listen...baby, why don't you and you dance for me?"
"Dance for you?"
"Yeah. You a model right?"
"Yes but-"
"Models have to be in motion when they getting they pictures taken. So strike a pose for me. You and you. I just wanna see."
Toby laughed at me and whispered in my ear.
"You're a creep." He said.
"You just now realizing Tookie?" I took the camera lens off and adjusted the angels.
"You're sick." He laughed.
I smirked at him and then focused my attention back to Bella and Ciara.