Fraudulence.

16.

Yo, what's good 💀? But I wasn't doing anything so I was all like, "Let me do a la' some for my fabulous Fetty readers" lmao.

And it's Fetty Friday. It's the perfect day. Y'all, I'm gone make this a thing. Gone hashtag all my shit on Instagram 💀😂

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Camila...

"You're such an idiot." I complained as I mixed up a drink for some stripper named Honey.

I guess you could say the both of us were cool. I mean, we get along. That's good enough for me.

"You blowin' shit out of proportion." Zoovier responded as he rested his hands on the top of the bar.

"I'm really not, but okay." I rolled my eyes at him, pouring the mixed drink into a cup of ice.

"You know Fetty Wap?" Honey asked.

Ignoring her question, I placed a straw in her drink and handed it to her.

"He all you?" She questioned before taking a sip from her drink. "Like that's yo' man?"

I groaned and glared at her. "Yo, chill out aight?"

She held her hands up in defense as she stood up.

"Alright. I need to get ready to dance anyways." And with that, she left the bar area and headed backstage.

"Bitch, Fetty Wap is your baby daddy? Why didn't you tell me?" Tamera interrupted.

She looked beyond excited.

"Because I knew you'd do too much." I chuckled and put the bottle of Original Ciroq away. "Don't flatter him though; he's such an inconsiderate asshole." I squinted my eyes at him.

Fetty twisted his nose up in anger. "Wha– Camila don't get yo' big headed ass slapped up in 'dis club."

"By who, nigga?" I snapped back. "Cause I'll be damned if ya' bum ass put your hands on me."

"Bit–" He had to stop himself. "Don't get fucked up." He pointed his index finger at me.

"Can y'all not argue here? Camila if boss sees you arguing with a customer, you'll probably be fired right on the spot." Tamera warned, whipping up a drink for some dude.

"Aye," Fetty called out. He leaned up against the bar and licked his lips at Tamera. "Baby girl, you so damn fine though." He slyly rapped.

Out the corner of my eye, I could see her blushing. I don't know why she's getting all into it. She has a boyfriend that she's very much in love with.

For some reason I felt myself growing extremely jealous and I didn't like what I was seeing at all.

"You really gone sit here and flirt wit' my co-worker? In front of my face?" I chuckled. "Tammy, don't even fall for his shit. Remember Darius?" I mentioned her boyfriend.

She ran a hand through her medium length, bone-straight hair. "Girl, thanks for reminding me."

"You's a whole hoe." I playfully shook my head at her.

"Shut up with that shit." She smiled. She slid the cup across the bar to the man and took the money from him. "Here's your change–"

"Nah, you can keep it." He turned to walk away. He seemed quite eager to get back to the dancers.

Tamera held the twenty dollar bill up in the air. "Thank ya'!" She cheerfully yelled over the loud music as he walked back to his group of friends.