Nailah

Nailah sipped on her drink as she listened to the person singing karaoke, laughing to herself as she decided to sing along.

“Nah nah don’t try to violate, ma. You might not be a singer, but with enough liquor in my system, I can hit notes like I’m the lost member of Jodeci.” He playfully retorted, ridding Nailah of her glass before absorbing the remaining content.

“ Wooooow and you stole the rest of my drinkkkkkk....” she pinched his arm and flags the girl down for another round.

im's open if you wanna plot or keep a nigga company.

Nailah sipped on her drink as she listened to the person singing karaoke, laughing to herself as she decided to sing along.

With a faux look of bewilderment painted on his features, Andreko raised his brow while shaking his head at the female’s inquiry. “And give these people a show for free? Fuck no, but I’d love to see your lil’ ass drop a tune for us.” 

“ Obviously I’m not a singer, I’ll stick to mixing and making drinks. “ She laughs a bit. “ We won’t laugh too bad at you don’t worry. “

Nailah sipped on her drink as she listened to the person singing karaoke, laughing to herself as she decided to sing along.

Once he spotted the familiar countenance from across the room, Andreko slipped from his booth before waving through the crowd. “How much a nigga gotta come out of for you to stop all that howling?” The male teased as he placed a gentle kiss against Nailah’s cheek, making himself comfortable in the chair aside from her. 

“ Wooooowwwwww. “ she says rolling her eyes dramatically before laughing. “ Well hello to you mean assssss. “ Nailah gives him a quick hug around his neck and leans back against her chair. “ you getting up there? “

I’ll be in IM’s, if y’all up. Come talk to me, plot w/ me, you know the deal.