FATE

Rejection

MoneyBagg Yo

"I'm sorry sir, but they lady over there asked me to put the bottle of champagne on her tab, and she also sent these other two bottles over." The waitress said as she placed the bottles on the table and walked away.

"Damnnnnnnnnnnnn" all the guys at the table said. "Wow. That's never happened to me before." Bagg was shocked. "Bagg clearly they ain't no broke broads."  Jay said, while glancing over at the ladies. Bagg got up from the table, and pushed his chair up.

"What you doing bro?" Jay asked. "I'm going over there, clearly they don't know that's it's me. I'm MoneyBagg Yo and nobody turns me down." He said as he proceeded to walk to their booth. As he got closer to the booth, he started to think that she looked a little familiar, he just couldn't put his finger on it.

He noticed that her friend and her were having a pretty heated conversation based on her facials. "Shit, Its now or never." He said to himself. "Excuse me." I said interrupting their conversation.

Shorty in the pink looked mad annoyed, but it was cute. "Can we help you?" The lady in the pink said while the one in the yellow just mugged me. Do they know who I am, I thought to myself. "Do y'all know who I am?" He asked aloud while looking at both of them.

They both laughed as if I told a joke, and that made me mad. "Did I miss the joke or something?" I asked. "No, the joke is you coming over here asking if we knew who you were without even speaking.. and let's not forget sending that champagne over.

We should be asking do you know who we are, because clearly you're use to broke bitches that throw their pussy at you. Sorry, wrong bitches. We good." The one in the pink said in a dismissive tone and began to talk to her friend like I wasn't there. "Damn, see this is why niggas treat y'all like bitches.

All a nigga did was send some champagne and come over to introduce myself. Ya know what, fuck it." I said angrily. "Yeah fuck it, and you. My girl said we're good. If you wanted our attention, clearly this ain't the way. Have a nice day, our food is on the way out and we'd like to eat in peace."

The one in the yellow said. I turned around and walked away. I had never been dissed like that by a bitch. I couldn't believe that happened. I walked to the table with a mean mug on my face not believing this shit. 

"What happened man? Why you look like you want to murder someone." Jay asked "Those bitches was mad disrespectful! Fuck them broads." He said as he motioned for the waitress and handed her a couple of hundreds and getting up to leave. I couldn't lie.

It was something about the shorty in the pink that made him attracted to her. She was feisty, and held her own. Not to mention, she had her own money. "Aye, I'm going to the bathroom and after that I'm ready to dip."

He told everybody as he was leaving the table. After using the bathroom and washing his hands he was so wrapped up in his thought that he bumped into somebody.
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Dream
"Why do men with money think it's okay to just try to throw it at us? Like, I don't understand. He's so damn full of himself. How do you come over here, just to ask do we know who you are? Yes we do, and we're still not interested.

Then you have the audacity to get mad because we don't want to talk to you?" I said. Six mimosas later, and I just couldn't get over him. "Girl, that's what they're use to doing. It's nothing to get mad over, honestly. We know our worth, so it is what it is. I'm not giving that my energy." Sheda said

"Anywho, basically before we were interrupted I was saying that I ran into my ex last night and it got really physical." I said, as I went on and told her all the details while constantly sipping on these bottomless mimosas. When I finished up telling her all about the drama I had to pee really bad.

"I have to use the bathroom, I'll be right back." I excused my self and headed to the bathroom. After using the bathroom, reapplying my lipstick, and fixing my hat I walked back out. When I opened the door and attempted to walk out, I was knocked down by none other than MoneyBagg Yo.

"WHAT IN THE HELL, are you following me!?" I nearly screamed. "No, I'm just coming out the restroom, my bad shawty I didn't mean to do that." "Watch where you're going!" I said with an attitude as I walked away.

He then pulled me, by my arm and turned me around. He pulled me so close that our lips were nearly touching. I could smell his cologne. His aggressiveness low key turned me on. "You don't have to be such a bitch. All I did was send you a bottle of champagne in attempt to get to know you.

I didn't try to offend you by throwing money at you or trying to flash it. But you're wrong as hell for judging me like you know me or something because you don't. Stop being a bitter bitch and let that hurt go!" He said as he walked around her leaving her dumbfounded.

I couldn't believe he had just told me off like that. I had never had a guy to put me in my place like that, even my ex. I walked over to the table and told Sheda I was ready to bounce, so I left a couple stacks on the table and we left.