Private Show (August VS Chris LoveStory)

13.

August Alsina
July 8th, 2017
Atlanta, Georgia
Same night.

"Smokin on purple ease my mind, this that shit that we get high too." I sung along ta boosie as i got dressed 

Right after i finished buckling my pants my phone began ringing letting a call come through.

I picked it up seeing Chris was tryna FaceTime me, i slid the green phone ta the right answering it.

"Yoo." I said as i porped the phone up against things on my dresser

"Nigga put a shirt on, don't nobody wanna see ya fuckin bird chest." He stated

I smacked my teeth before letting out a slight chuckle "aye, fuck you bitch i bet if ya had a girl she would like it."

"Can't date no girl that got taste in fuckin wit you." He shook his head

"That's prolly why you can't find nobody to fuck witcha ass, cause if they ain gon fuck wit me they damn sho ain gon fuck wit yo ugly ass."

"Oh i got hoes, i just ain fuckin em all and bringin em roun like you. Keep bringin them hoes to ya house, watch ya ass get caught up."

"Aye man, ya called to talk shit or talk business?" I Questioned prepared to hang up in this nigga face

I placed my shirt on as he began speaking " both." He answered chewin on somethin real hard

"Well gimme the bidness conversation, and stop allat damn smackin!"

"Fuck you bitch come get the fuckin caramel off my teeth then."

"Ain nobody tell yo ass to eat no damn hard ass caramel."

"Shit my taste buds did nigga, but anyways ya comin to hit up that nigga Trevor tonight?"

"What he do again?" I asked placing my socks  on my feet

"Holding back on about three grand."

"He the one shaped like big Sean right?"

"Yea that's him."

I took a min thinkin bout the situation putting on my shoes "Naa, rell and them boys can handle that nigga he don't even look like he can fight." 

"Aight, where you goin?" He asked furrowing his eyebrows "look like a pussy run."

I laughed a lul before checking myself in the mirror "nigga lookin clean huh, but it's a lul Something like that."

"Don't forget about the business, while ya gettin lost in the sauce fuckin wit these girls."

"I ain nigga i ain, I'm just goin ta the strip club ta see Goldie dance." I informed him

"Y'all goin back to ya crib to fuck after?"