Madeline's a stripper with a boring girlfriend , Jasmine's a trap boss with a gold-digging girlfriend. When these two have a one night stand , could it turn into more ?
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After a few more choices of clothes for my babygirl , we were now walking towards Victoria's Secret.
Kyra: Hey , there's that waitress who was talking shit that time.
I looked at where she was looking at and surely enough that was that bitch.
Me: Tryna roll up to see if she still got some shit to say?
Kyra: Looks like she do cause she's coming our way.
We met the waitress halfway.
Me: What , you got some shit to say now?
Waitress: Yeah , I see ya friends weave is still nappy.
Kyra: Nappy? Bitch I see your track. So once your shit gets in check , then you can try to come for me. Until then , go find your edges and fix that track sweetheart.
The waitress then looked at me.
Waitress: What yeen got nothing more to say?
I shrugged.
Me: You aint saying nothing bout me right now so ian gone say nothing bout you right now.
The girl looked me up and down.
Waitress: You fat.
Me: Babygirl , my so called fatness , is slaying your entire existence.
Kyra whispered in my ear.
Kyra: Yo , look to your right , 4:00.
I did as told and saw a girl who looked just like Jasmine , except with shorter hair. She was sorta finer then Jasmine.
Kyra: Can't tell me she aint fine.
Me: She is.
The girl came up to us and licked her lips while looking at me.
Kyra: Hey , you with her?
Girl: Yea , why.
Kyra: Tell her to go find her edges and fix that track cause it's showing.
Kyra laughed while walking away.
Me: Remember , my fatness slaying your entire existence babygirl.
I walked off but heard my name being called. I turned around and saw the look alike Jasmine coming up to me.
Girl: Aye , wassup.
Me: How you know my name?
Girl: Awe , don't tell me you forgot about last night already.
