"Wait till the paparazzi get a load of this..."
"So what?, let em talk babygirl..."
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Featuring a lot of your 90s favs! From
Eazy-e to new edition ?
So If you enjoy drama, comedy, the 90s and a lotta Tupac Shakur? This is the boo...
I decided to wear the only dress I have, which isn't really much of a decision but whatever . It was Just a plain black dress with two straps going over my titties.
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It might be plain but it's hella sexy I'll tell you that now!, I wore my hair in a high bun and did my makeup, making sure! To make it perfect. Man it felt weird wearing a dress!, every time I wear it I feel like this!. I used to use this dress to deceive my enemies back when I used to gang bang...that's the only time my looks worked in my favour when I used to do that shit. But now, coz I don't do that shit nomo I take it with me everywhere jusy incase I'll need it for a social event when I'm away, and it so happens tonight I need it. I put on my black pumps (Coz you damn sure won't catch me in heels! Fuck that).
I check my face one last time, putting in my good hoops before walking into the trailer living room, I had already packed so it looked almost like it did when I first got here...except for that huge 40' stain on the couch, curtesy of punk ass kadafi!. I soon hear a knock at the door, resulting in me Jogging over to open it. Revealing the man of the hour.
"Hey Pac" I smiled trying to play it cool, damn he looked good enough to eat right now..
"Damn...monaé you lookin all types of fly right now, come here" he bit his lip, his eyes searching my body making me smile successfully, his hand soon made its way around my waist, he gave me a quick hug. After pulling away he Kept his hand just above my booty on my lower back, real gentleman huh? Not that I would mind if he grabbed my ass right about now. he used his free hand to hold up my chin, and softly kissed me. Fuck whatever we're supposed to be doin! Meet me in my bedroom nigga.
I need to change my draws!.
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|Monaé's P.O.V|
"Dang..." my eyes grow wide as they scope every corner of the HUGE room, it had like seven Christal chandeliers, marble floors, one massive staircase which I'm amusing leads to the restaurant, waiters walking around in suits...wow. This is most definitely rich white people shit.
"You really went all out?" I looked back at Pac who was looking at my reaction with a huge smile on his face.
"Well it is our last night together..." he smiled, locking his arm around mine as we walk up the stairs, I was still in shock by how amazing this place looked.
"Thank you...honestly" I smile at him, he grins happy with himself.
"Ain't a thang babygirl" he shrugged, as we made it to the top of the stairs a man took our coats to hang them up. Ion gon lie first of all I thought he was tryina steal it! I'm stupid.
"This like the movies fo real" I look at the massive dinning room, not a black person in sight causing stares to come in mine and pacs direction.
"We too hood to be up in this bitch" I laugh being honest.
"Straight up" Pac laughs with me walking up to a receptionist. She looked about fifty, grey hair, stuck up, that sorta thing.
"Um Hello sir, do you have reservations?" The women asks in s rude tone, here we fuckin go! More racist bitches.
"Uh yeh, its under mr shakur" Pac liked his lips and rubbed his nose, I just took the time to admire him as he looked at the women...I don't even know why I never took in how damn fine this man was until I got to know him.
"Are you sure" she asked rudely. Racist mother fucker...don't think you won't catch me beatin some racist granny ass.
"Can't a black man make reservations?" Pac caught on to what she was tryina say, the women looked slightly panicked.
"I-i see it. Um Right this way mr and mrs Shakur" I grin at the rude women and walk along to follow the waiter, until I noticed what she had called me.
"Did she just call me mrs Shakur?" I laugh, looking back at her a little as we walked.
"Think so, told you it sounds better" he teased, I couldn't help but smile...right now I just feel so...special?. Pac thanked the waiter for seating us, before he walked away. i pull out my chair and take a seat.
"What you doin?" Pac asked tilting his head, I look up at him confused.
"Sitting?" I make a weird face. He raised his eyebrows and stood next to me.
"Get up" he smiled, I'm hella confused the fuck is this nigga smoking? More then cronic that's Fo sho. I do as he says and get up off the seat, standing beside it. He smiled to himself and pushed my seat back under the table, to just pull it out again and make a hand gesture for me to sit, did this fool really do all that just to pull a seat out for me?.
"You crazy.." I shook my head and laughed, I soon sat back down for the second time.
"Thank you pac" I raise my eyebrow with a smirk, he takes a seat across from me looking more then happy with himself, making me smile.
"You're welcome" he grinned at me, I picked up the menu trying my hardest not to keep staring at him. He was lookin more then good bro.
"The fuck is Niçoise salad" I mumble to myself reading the weird ass menu...where the wings and fries at?.
"This some funky ass food" I heard Pac say.
"Agreed...I'm not used to this rich white folk stuff" we laugh.
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|Monaé's P.O.V|
We ended up getting wings on the way back from the restaurant, rich people food is nasty as HELL!...but the fact we had to do that only made the night better in my opinion, definitely something to remember. The fact Pac had gone out of his way to plan this tonight really touched me. Currently we're in the jeep with pac and i's body guards in the front.
"Thank you for tonight...I had such a good time, if I'm gonna be real. I can't remember the last time I had fun like this, well the whole time I've been here and gotten to know you a bit better, it's been the best time I've had in forever...so I just wanted to say that I appreciate it" I let out, looking down at my hands that rested on my lap as we drove through LA at night. I felt Pac grab my hand and intertwine our fingers on my lap, I smile a little not looking up at him.
"It's been my pleasure...gettin to even meet you was a trip for me, and the fact I can now tell people I know you on a level, I'm hella grateful too baby..." I smiled at his words and looked out of the jeep window at the scenery, not saying a single word. A comfortable silence filled the car, I lent over and just layed my head on his shoulder.
