We were on the road to the concert. Gazzy were excited, and I was too. First I had to help Gazzy to get ready. Not because I had to, but because I wanted to... and I needed to... because I don't want that he is wearing broken jeans with that suit hahah.
We came to the concert hall and we get to the backstage. To the Gazzys own room.
The time was 6.30pm. So I have 2 and a half hours to make Gazzy look real nice.
G- Okay bae, What are you going to do first?
T- Your hair.. But I was just thinking..
G- What ma?
T- Don't you have someone to do your hair? Like a hair artist or something like that?
G- I had but when you came into my life I had to fire her.
T- What why?
G- Because she was more than a hair artist, if you know what I mean khehe.
T- Omg you little fucker hahah.
G- But yeah, I have you so I don't need any other woman into my life.
T- What about men hairstylist?
G- Naah, that's too gay.
T- GAZZY! Don't say that! that's too offensive.
G- Naah no one is hearing so it's what ever. And it was a joke ma hahah
T- Yeah but still.
G- hahaha, so what are you going to do to my hair?
T- What do you wanna? French braids?
G- Yeah that would be cool. EESSKKEETTIITT!
T- Eesskkeettiitt!
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