Background: You were turning 21 and August just wanted you to have a good time. I mean turning 21 meant going out to clubs and being able to drink. For some people, 21 signified that there were officially grown and could do whatever. Seeing how August was 22 and how much fun he had on his 21st birthday, you knew yours would be great. August said he wanted to take you out to dinner at 9 and right now you were stressing about what to wear until, the door bell rung.
YN*opens the door* hey babe!
August: Wassup beautiful? He said quickly pecking your lips
August was just standing there with his hands behind his back. You knew he was holding something and you were trying to peer behind him to see what it was but every time you did, he would move. You giggled and made a cute pouty face until August gave in. Slowly easing what seemed like a large rectangle box from behind him he handed it to you.
YN: Bae what is it?
August: Aw nothing, just your birthday outfit. He said with a cute smile.
You smiled widened as you opened the box and there were all gold 6 inch stilettos and a tightly fitted black laced dress.
YN: Aw Babe! Thank you! You gave him a kiss and the held the dress to your body.
August: Girl, go get dressed! Imma stay down here. He said playfully pushing you towards your room.
YN: Alright, I shouldn’t be long. You ran up the stairs
August looked at his watch and it read “8:10”. He smiled thinking about your face when you saw the outfit he bought for you. You thought you and August were just spending a night together. But little did you know you were being taken to a club. You always told August that you hated clubs but tonight he didn’t care what you said. You were gonna go out and have fun. I mean, it’s your birthday. August was just chilling until his phone rung. He checked to caller ID to see it was Curren$y.
August: Wassup man?
