“Where the mic at? I’m finna perform some Thug Misses tonight.” JEZEBEL stated very adamantly, running her fingers through one of her ponytail while her other hand clutched her glass of Jack Daniels. “Cus you damn sho’ can’t trust no nigga. Khia said some shit then!” She added, releasing a alluring giggle as she started moving her hips to the music currently playing.

“You right! You might just have to shut down the show, Okaaaayy?” Laughing loudly she shrugged her shoulders, tapping her chin. “Don’t worry I’ma get up there and make a good ole’ show. I’m tryna show them what I got!” Looking over at the drink selection she thought. “Dealers choice. Gon’ head and pick for me. Cause if it’s up to me? I’m gon’ pick something light.”

After downing a few shots, Paris dragged her tongue across her glossed bottom lip and hissed softly at the sting of the liquor dancing on her tastebuds. The club was popping as usual, but she was more preoccupied with what happened the night before. She was going to have to keep a more watchful eye. Going over to security, she asked for more manpower to be called to the club before walking over to the stage and area, singing along to whoever was on at the moment. “I should get up there, but my feet are hurting.”

Glancing over DREAM went from collecting a couple of tips from a lap dance to where the female was sitting. Raising a brow, her eyes wandered down to the females feet. “You could always do something slow and sensual. Give us some Jasmine Sullivan and sit in a chair and just saaaanggg!” Snapping her fingers she leaned on the surface behind her, trying to find her next customer. “Or just take off them nice ass shoes and get to stepping.” Her digit pointed toward her feet.

“Alright who tryna be the Cease to my Kim and perform Crush On You?” Taking a sip of her gin and tonic, DREAM scanned the club looking for prospects before she set her drink on the bar, clasping her hands together.  “I’ma pop my ass on that stage and make a real show, also let me get two females real quick and let’s do a quick Destiny’s Child of SWV moment. Shut the whole pynk DOWN.”  chuckling softly she shrugged. “Now we might not have the best vocals, but I think I can get the DJ to hit us with just a ‘lil auto tune.” 

“Wait wait wait!” DREAM said as she held her hand up turning her attention to the person that was talking. “Whats wrong with Michelle? My girl had VOCALS. Okay? Y’all gone stop treating her like the ugly step child and treat her more like Cinderella!”

“Where the mic at? I’m finna perform some Thug Misses tonight.” JEZEBEL stated very adamantly, running her fingers through one of her ponytail while her other hand clutched her glass of Jack Daniels. “Cus you damn sho’ can’t trust no nigga. Khia said some shit then!” She added, releasing a alluring giggle as she started moving her hips to the music currently playing.

“Go on and get up there then!” DREAM called out as she laughed walking up towards the female. Flipping her hair over her shoulder, she glanced around for a mic dramatically. “I’ll be ya hype man, fuck it cause she made sure she was talking her shit. When he comes open up and let him freak you, do all the freaky thaaangs his bitch, won’t do!” She said getting hype. “When you getting up there? So I can make sure I’m front row.”