"How many more minuteees." I dragged as I sat in the studio with him.
He leaned down kissing me "just a couple mo I just fed you before we pulled off Alani damn." He said walking back into the studio booth.
I roll my eyes grabbing my phone up. Seeing I got a message.
"Yo, Wassup I was wondering if you retwist dreads & shit too?" I click on his profile before I responded just to see if it was a set up or not.
He ain't look like he could be from Chicago but Von be having opps from places he ain't even go to so I still don't know.
"it's a emergency ma , my lady canceled on me & I gotta show. you da only one available in ATL and that's closer to me." he said.
As I look around before i even consider. my finger opens the message.
"Fuck." I mumbled.
"What time is you're party?" I replied.
"5:00." He replied quickly.
I look at the time noticing it was 2:45 right now.
"I'll give you 100k." He said.
I jump up seeing Von done putting the headphones back.
"Von." I called out for him.
He wiggled his head around then gravitated towards me.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"Nothing, this dude wants me to retwist-" I said.
"Hell naw! Nope you tweakin out yo ass." He said.
"Mmcht, Von he famous he said he'd pay me a lot. Like 100k cus it's an emergency cus he has a show thats at 5." I said being argumentative.
"Lemme see bra." He said basically asking what he looks like.
I go onto his Instagram and I start scrolling onto his page.
"What the fuck dat nigga don't een got dreads." He said moving the phone out his face ready walk away.
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