That was my sister Shannade Clermont, twin sister actually; she's like 2 minutes older than me. I'm Shannon Clermont. We're 23.
We were born and raised in Georgia. We relocated to Philadelphia with our parents.
Where we embraced our occupations as reality stars and drug dealers. We're working on growing our CLERMONT Cartel and it's growing.
Amandla Stenberg. Our trusted partner in crime. She's been with us since we started.
We refer to each other like boys because we took over this male-dominated industry. Shannade never wore her heart on her sleeve ever since our older brother was killed in this game, that's a story for another time.
We vowed that we would never let filthy men split us apart, we vowed never to show emotions for these peasants called men.
Amandla didn't take this vow. She refers to dicks as her "stress relievers".
We pulled up to our favorite spot, Delilah's. Bar, Lounge, Strip Club all in one.
Amandla came along. We dapped each other.
"What's good twins?" Amandla said.
"All good, let's get up in this jawn." Shannade said.
Just walked in like we own the place. We sat in V.I.P, counting cash, throwing cash, spending cash. While we were having fun, Shannade got a phone call, then.....
"Amandla, Shannon. We gotta move NOW!!" Shannade yelled, running out to the car.
"Call you later, A." She said to Amandla, as Amandla sped off.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Boys in blue are in the area. We cannot be riding around with powder in the car." She said.
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Strictly Business
RandomGreat things in business are never done by one person. Two sisters, one business.
