France
I'm chillin' in the VIP of my nigga Slim club. We been cool since the pre school days. This my brother for life. I got his back and he got mine. Ain't no bitch or nigga coming through it. That's how that's gon always be.
"Congrats, bruh. Four years of this shit and counting. I'm proud of you." I say, looking at the crowded club. "Thank you, bruh. You remember that girl I was hittin' from Oakland?" he asks. I think back. "Yellow bone?" I ask. "Yeah, that one. So, I was chillin' at Red fuckin with this girl then all of a sudden the fire alarm went off. The fire chief was like ain't no way shit is on fire so somebody pulled it just because. I walked back in and the lights was out. Mane, when them hoes came on, Ol girl waa standing there in some fireman lingerie talkin bout some finally we alone." he says. I'm trippin. "So you hit?" I ask. He looks at me crazy. "Fuck naw, nigga." I say. I laugh. "Shit, I already know what happened." I say. "Hell yeah. These hoes gettin' crazy out here, bruh." he says. "I feel you. Damn, where this girl at?" I question more so to myself. "Who?" he asks. "I took Ash to get some ice cream and the girls workin' the registers was fine as hell. I told em come through." I say. He nods his head and lights his Cuban cigar. "I ain't ever seen that one." he says, pointing off into the crowd.
I smirk. "That's Kennedie and Treasure. Kennedie fine as too." I say. "She straight. I met her friend last night. We didn't get to talk like I wanted to because Lacy wanted to be a dumb ass." he says. I watch Kennedie point up here. "Shit, here they come now." I say.
They walk up to the guard. He looks over at Slim. Slim nods his head, giving him the ok to let them in. They walk in looking flawless.
Kennedie is wearing a skintight red one shoulder dress with gold jewelry and gold red bottoms. Treasure is wearing a pink strapless bandage dress with nude colored red bottoms on. They look good.
"Hey France." Kennedie says, hugging me. "What's good, ma?" I ask. She smiles. "I was pretty hesitant about coming. It's nice tho." she says. I smile and look at Treasure. "Well, well, well. Look who the wind blew in." I say. She flips me off. "I just met you and can't stand you " she says. "Good." I say.
I sit beside Kennedie and start choppin' it up with her. She gon be giving me some by the end of the night. Bet.
Slim
I stare at her.
"So, I never did get your name, beautiful." I say. "Tiara but you can call me Treasure. You?" she asks. "Slim. Nice to meet you." I say, extending my hand. She shakes it and smiles. "You too. So, how did you get your nickname? You look pretty buff to me." she says. I chuckle. "I ain't always had a sexy body like this. I used to be a skinny kid with a big curly fro." I say. She laughs. "I can't picture you with a fro." she says. "If you go out with me, I'll show you a picture." I say, grinning.
She gon be in my bed. It's gon be a pornhub set. I can see that happening by the end of the night. "You think you slick." she says, smirking. I laugh. "You won't regret it." I say. "I'll see." she says.
"Ayy, horse breath, I'm taking yo girl to my crib." France says to Treasure. "You ain't taking her nowhere, clothes hamper breath ass nigga." she says. "Naw, it's cool, Tiara." Kennedie says. "Tiara? Damn, that's yo real name?" France asks. "Obviously. Kennedie, why the hell you leaving with him? What, you do one night stands now?" Treasure asks. "Tiara, shut the fuck up. Worry about yourself." Kennedie says.
Treasure nods her head. "I'm too grown for what you on. That ain't what you wanna do, baby girl. Bye tho. Don't come crying when you regret it." She says. "Mhmm, don't come crying when you can't get a man cause you so damn uptight." Kennedie says. She walks off holding France's hand.
"Well, damn." I say. "Fuck her ol stupid ass." Treasure says. I grab her hand. "Don't even worry about that. Just have fun. Order whatever you wanna drink, on me." I say. "I don't drink when I'm having problems." she says. I like that about a woman, no lie. I like women who drink for the fun, not every time shit gets tough. That's the easiest way to become an alcoholic. "Fine, do it for fun then. I insist. Let me buy you a drink. We gon turn up tonight." I assure her. "Fine, I want a sex on the beach and a Mai Tai." she says to one of my bartenders, Aliah. "Ok, anything for you, sir?" she asks. "Let me get Patron on ice." I say. "I'll be right back." she says, then switches away.
This gon be the wildest night of her life. Believe I'm gon make it count
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