sᴛʀɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ ᴏʀ ʟᴏsᴇ | Ski Mask The Slump God

2️⃣0️⃣📱📲

Pov : 1st
Character : Estella Glamour
date : 1/2/19

"Stella can you please do me a favor" Lulu says behind the bar.

"Bitch you know I gotchu, wassup" I say leaning my elbows on the counter.

"Go check what VIP wants, its ode busy tonight for no reason and fucken Dina decided to ditch work today" Lulu says fuming. I could practically see the steam coming off her head.

"I gotchu sis, just calm down" I say grabbing the order pad. Walking up the steps to VIP I spot a familiar face.

"Lord Jesus why me" I think to myself as I continue walking.

"Hello, welcome to Rico's gentlemen club, what can I get you fine men tonight" I say trying to sound as professional as possible but there sat Ski Mask in the flesh with his trick ass bitch by his side.

"Can I get a bottle of Henny" He says looking down at his phone as the fucken pig nosed bitch stared at me dumb hard.

"What type of Henny?" I say still staring at him. Jahseh tapes him and points at me. You know how in the cartoons the characters jaw be dropping to the floor. Bitch he was looking like he seen a ghost.

"Now if it isn't Stella glamhoe" His little rat ass bitch said cutting him off.

"Excuse you bitch" I say about to step out my heals. Realizing I'm in my place of work I walk away. Like an adult would. Ski follows after me shouting my name.

"My nigga what" I say whipping around coming face first with his chest. He smelled so good.

"Yo you good" He says pulling me into a hug with one hand while still smoking his still lit cigarette. His voice was raspy like a smoker of 40 years but some how still attractive.

"Get the fuck off me" I say pushing him back a little. He grabs the sides of my arms essentially yoking me up.

"Jit who you talking to like that" He says still holding my arms but also his cigarette. I was in shock as he let me go.

"Ion got time for this shit nigga" I say about to walk away till a man walks up to us with a camera and snaps a picture.

"WHERE THAT BITCH AT" I hear pig face yelling.

"Yo control your dog before I beat the fucken breaks off her. She came to my work place running around with her head cut off like a chicken" I say looking ski in his face. His face had a tint casted on it by the club lights but you could still see the low smirk on his face.