" Forty inch hair cause you know Im popping." I smiled in the mirror.
" Stop talking to yourself." Jermaine said from inside my room.
" Leave me alone." I rolled my eyes sitting down. " I got work in a few."
" That's enough time to-"
" Im not having sex with you." I cut him off. " I already told you that's not what we doing."
" Why ?" He scrunched his face up. " You let other people's options change the way you feel about me."
" No , I let the truth change the way I feel about you."
" What truth ?"
" That you be sitting in all these females face having me looking dumb-you know what ? Get out." I waved him off. " Im not green and you tryna play me like I am , get out Jermaine."
" See you be doing the most for no reason." He smacked his teeth.
" I don't care , get out." I pointed to the door.
" Dumb ass bitch , on god." He mumbled walking out.
" I'll be that then." I shrugged.
I stood up grabbing my crocs and my phone off the dresser calling Dejani.
" What fucker ?"
" Hey." I smiled in the camera. " You wanna go to waffle house with me after I finish work ?"
" Yo ass better be paying." He scrunched his face up.
" Of course." I smiled. " Im making at least a band today."
" Yeah , yeah." He waved me off. " I got a son on the way."
" I-you don't just blurt stuff like that out." I laughed getting in the car. " You told mama ?"
" Hell nah , she gone come to the hospital when he born to find out."
" Dead wrong." I shook my head. " My brother is such a whore."
" A sexy one." He smiled in the camera and I just hung up.
Internet sensation was on replay the whole way to the shop.
" Rayven fine ass here !" Armani said out loud.
" Child , go somewhere." I laughed hitting his arm.
" Ain't never lie." Tylin said from the back.
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" There you go." I smiled at my last client wiping the water off her tattoo.
