The club seemed to have no air conditioning as it smelled of sweat and strong alcohol. People grinding against one another as a popular Latin song played.
"Let somebody sweat on my fit and I swear to God, I'm shooting the shit out of the nigga." Diego stated, dusting off his brand new black and white Adidas outfit.
"Nigga, you spent about 60 dollars on that shit. Calm it down." Javier called him out,
"Nigga, I know you ain't trying to come for me with them busted ass J's you got on!" Diego pointed out, his hand in a what-are-those fashion.
Javier smirked as Diego was flabbergasted at the new shoes Javier had purchased.
"DAMN!" Manuel gawked over the shoes,
"You were saying, Diego?" Javier stated, his head in a I-was-waiting-on-you-at-the-door tilt.
"Shit, you won't catch me complainin'. Them hoes clean!" Diego said dramatically as they headed over to the bar and ordered drinks.
"Where that dude at? Remember, the one who clapped a fool right in front of us?" Manny wondered.
"Y'all sure you wanna get involved with this dude?" Javier asked,
"I wanna see what he about first." Diego chimed in. Diego knew dudes like this wouldn't give them all stacks and then brush it off. He knew this David character was gonna want something in return and whatever it was, it couldn't be good.
"He way up there. Look." Javier pointed where David stood on a balcony, overlooking the club as if he owned it.
"Damn, he VIP. Wait, how much of his money did y'all spend?" Manny asked, he himself had only spent $200 on a new phone. He knew if this dude asked him to do anything extremely illegal, he would put the money back in the man's hand and leave.
"I spent 300 on the outfit and the shoes." Diego admitted.
"I spent 2 on the shoes so we didn't spend all the money so we can pay him back what we owe." Javier explained.
"I'm glad our dumbasses didn't spend all this fool money or he was gon have us doing all types of shit to pay him back. He look like he'd skin a nigga for looking at him wrong." Diego stared at the man.
"Let's see what he about. It's some girls in here that I can't let leave without my number." Manny said confidently as they weaved their way through the crowded dance floor and up the stairs to the VIP section.
"Solo VIP Sal de aquí." (VIP only. Get out of here.) The bouncer motioned for them to leave.
"Nah, nosotros con David." (Nah, we with David.) Manny told him, gesturing towards David who was taking shots with a few men and women who all looked of important power.
"¡Salir ahora!" (Leave now!) The bouncer rolled up his sleeves, prepared to kick all three of the men's asses. He had been itching for a fight all night and here was one right here.
"Espera, estás ansioso por una pelea, nigga? Te daré uno." (Hold on, you itching for a fight, nigga? I'll give you one.) Diego rolled up the sleeves of his sweater, stepping towards the man with his chest puffed out. The bouncer waved for him to come on with his fists balled up.
"Ah, you're here. Dejalos pasar." David motioned for them to come up the stairs as the bouncer hesistated before stomping out of the way. He mean mugged every single one of the men as they headed up the stairs.
"Say somethin' nigga. I dare you." Diego teased, jumping at the man to scare him, the man jumped at Diego, sending him flying backwards up the stairs.
