I Hate The Club

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I have no excuses, 2020 sucked major asssss but I'm back and I'm better.

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Time Skip: 1 week
Location: The Mall

"I think...I don't know exactly but I think I want to try buying a strap," Mani struggles to say.

Lauren isn't holding anything but she drops air anyway.

"Pardon? A what?!"

"A strap, a silicone, surgical grade, phallic object tha-" Normani starts, ever the childish, smartass.

"I know what it is, I'm just confused as to why you decided to wake up and choose chaos today?" Lauren asks, eyebrows scrunched up like caterpillars.

"Well, if you must know, I'm starting a course, that wi-"

"Will teach you how to fuck with a strap? And who's teaching this course, Professor OnlyFans et all?" Lauren sassed, low key giggling at the prospect.

Normani is not amused.

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding, come on! Tell me, who's teaching the course?" Lauren asks, giggles now internal.

"Hmm, rude ass. It's this chick, very handsome, butter-pecan, with a hint of-"

"Can you PLEASE just give me a name, got a bitch hungry over here!" Lauren groans, loudly.

Normani makes that face. You know the face. Let's just all imagine the face.

You got the picture?

Anyway, Normani makes the face, "I promise you, you're gonna stop interrupting me. I don't know who the hell raised you, outside of Mama Jauregui.."

Lauren makes a muffled sound. Due to the fact, Normani clamped her hand over her mouth to shut her up.

"Her name is Carter, her IG handle is CartertheBody. She used to be a stripper, but like a masculine one, ya know? Like you know how we have Drag Queens? She's like that but like a Drag King? Although now she an Influencer, and like sh-"

Lauren bites Normani's fingers.

"I know who she is. Jesus, what the hell is going on with you today? You running your mouth like I heard you was running from Lani's mouth," Lauren begins, but she stops, and runs towards the Nike store.

"Lauren!"

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"I have so many things to say, but honestly it sounds good," Noodz says, a soft smile gracing her face.

Kehlani returned the smile. Her eyes roamed her makeshift recording studio. During the time off, she'd enjoyed letting her mind breathe. So, other than date the wrong people: a quick dabble in polyamory, and dating a Bisexual, big dicked-male, she did have time to progress in her craft.

"I was hoping you'd say that. I spent 50K on this shit, so I hope it records good. I just, it hits different when you record it yourself, you feel me?" Kehlani asks.

"Yeah and honestly this is ex-"

—— Victoria Monet Calling——

Noodz immediately hushes, her soft smile forming into a damn right, devious, smirk. An eyebrow raise, and a hushed laugh follows before she, reluctantly, exits the studio.

Kehlani, sighs, inhaling deeply before answering.

"Monet? To what do I owe this few and far between pleasure?"

Salty much?

"Damnnnn Daniel! You too loud off the rip like that, Lani Banii," A semi-tipsy Victoria Monet replies.

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