𝑆𝐻𝑂𝑂𝑇𝐴

•fourty eight•

𝔼𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖💛
𝔸𝕥𝕝📍

"I'm surprised you even here." Ramira said. "I am too. Dejuan got my location he gone be calling in a minute." I said picking my flatiron up.

"So that's yo nigga again?" Malaysia asked. "It's complicated." I said keeping it short.

I only tell my detailed business to Sammy, Quis, and Paris.

"Yall just been fucking with no strings attached?" She asked. "No." I said.

"Y'all fuck with strings attached?" She asked. "No." I said taking the cape thing off my client.

"Can I take pictures?" I asked. "Of course." She smiled.

"Thanks girl." She smiled paying. "You welcome sweetheart." I said. I but the money in my lil box before a guy came and sat in my chair.

"I just think it's weird how he let you walk out the house in anything but when you come to a shop THAT YOU OWN, it's a issue." Malaysia said.

"Because last time I was here I almost got shot and he doesn't care about what I wear." I shrugged.

"Awe he not insecure." Ramira smiled. "He has no reason to be." I said. "Follow me." I led the dude to the washing station.

I washed him hair then he sat in the chair so I can blow dry it.

*
"Ess yo nigga here." I heard another coworker say. I smacked my lips and walked to the front.

"What." I said with a attitude. "Don't start acting out Nayara." He mugged me. I crossed my arms.

"But De-" I started "But nothing." He said cutting me off. "Stop being extra. Can I fucking live?" I mugged him.

He grabbed my arm and dragged me to the back.

"Calm yo lil ass down." He said. "No cause you acting like a bitch." I fussed.

"Well damn." I mumbled as he grabbed my neck. "Who you raising yo voice at?" He asked.

"Nobody." I said. "Dont make me fuck you up in this salon." He said in my ear. "Ok daddy I'm sorry." I said. He slowly kissed me before letting me go.

"Get yo shit together and get up outta here." He said leaving.

I grabbed my purse and stuff.