¤August¤
It's Sunday and I'm at my job called Financial Services Industry we make a lot of money here.
(AN- I'm just gonna make up stuff cuz idk wtf goes on at a Financial Services Industry and I'm to lazy to look it up so sorry if I get it wrong)
Anyway people give us money to pay for their fines and any extra money left over we get to keep and over the years we've made about 300,000,000,000$ because some people are stupid and give us to much money. I'm the boss man here and Nicki Minaj, Drakes girlfriend...ugh, works as my secretary as her part time job. Yes us artists have part time jobs to maintain our money status. "Knock knock Mr. Alsina." Nicki says as she enters my office. "Wassup Nicki how's your day so far?" I ask, yes I am nice to her since that's Drake's girl. "Why thanks for askin my day been good, how about you?" She says and asks politely. "It's been ight I guess." I say plainly. "Oh ok well do you have anything for me today?" Nicki asks a bit more happy then usual. "No nothing today you can go home, your pay check will be on your desk." I say as I log into my computer. "Okay thank you." She says as she walks about with both ass cheeks jiggling.
I look into emails and I click on Nicki's she's been emailing Drake so I decide to click his and email him. Well here goes nothing.
*Mr. Alsina- Sup Drake.
*DrizzyD- Sup who this?
*Mr. Alsina- This August...August Alsina.
*DrizzyD- Ohh my nigga wassup?
*Mr. Alsina- Nothing just chillin at work, you wanna link up tonight? That is if you ain't got nun planned.
*DrizzyD- sure at yo crib or w.e cuz I feel like going there.
*Mr. Alsina- Ight man.
*DrizzyD- Ight I gtg look forward to linking up later 😏
With that face I quickly log off, close my laptop and blush. Oh Lord that face. If only he meant it in the way I wanted it to be.
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£Later That Day£
Ok so my night is going to be spent with Drake and I'm really excited. I'm not gonna dress nice so I'll just put on ~some black drawls, grey sweatpants, black socks and grey slides. Not to mention you can see my drawls my pants ain't all the way up if you get what I'm saying *wink wink* 😉.~ ok so I'm done..next is snacks lemme get some doritos, takis, couple sprites, Hennessey and 1800 Patron. Um I'll just put on Netflix since I don't know what he wants to do. A few minutes later I hear..."KNOCKITY KNOCK KNOCK NIGGA!" Drake yells while he's knocking on my damn door. I open it and say "Really Nigga..anyway come in and ion know what chu wanna do buh I turned on some Netflix." I say in my New Orland accent. "Ight that's coo we finna do some Netflix and Chillin up in here Ya feel me?" Drake says with that smile...that smile will be the death of me I swear. "Yea I feel you alright." I say as I'm daydreaming. "Huh?" Drake asks confused. "Oh nothing nothing I just said yea sure ok..." I say slightly blushing and chuckling. "Ard well I hope you don't mind but can I stay here for a couple weeks, me and Nicki done got into it and she being a lil bitch about it..." Drake says all confident about it. "Sure I don't mind, I don't mind at all you can stay as long as you like." I say all bubbly. "Alright coo."
(Sponge Bob Voice Thingy)
¤Drake's Pov¤
Bet you ain't think a nigga was gone get a pov well ha I did biooaatchh! Anyway imma Tell you errthing when I come back in the next chapter! 😏😉
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Call Me Mr. Alsina
RomanceAugust Alsina is an artist and a business man, a big one. Everybody knows him, they love his music, they love him. He has it all, the cars, the houses, the women, and the money. Everyone thinks he's straight cause all he does is sleep with women. Bu...