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            honestly, 𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀𝐑𝐈 wasn’t paying a bit of attention to the car in front of her, general labor was not her thing. twirling a blue raspberry blowpop in her mouth, she held her phone up to take a video of herself for her instagram story. ‘ hey, what’s up muh’fuckas! kitana here, make sure you come to the code pynk car wash cause i know y’all ain’t doin’ shit! we got— ’ before she could finish her statement, she was doused in water, causing her to double over and scream loudly, turning around, her eyes laid on the woman and they narrowed instantly. ‘ you play too much! ’ she laughed as she grabbed a sponge lathered in soap and water, rubbing over and squeezing it onto 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘’s head to cover her in the sudsy mixture.

             out of pure instinct, she turned around as well, her eyes landing on the young, college age boys who had been catcalling her all night and she nodded. ‘ yup, that’s them.’ she confirmed before she nodded 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐎 with her elbow. ‘ don’t hurt ‘em just give them that look you got. ’ she said as she pointed at the expression on his face with her index finger and nodded. ‘ that one right there. that resting killer face. ’ she joked as she took a sip from the drink she’d ordered, immediately realizing the mistake she had made. ‘ yeah, i’ma stick to weed. that’s disgusting. ’

            the notable depth and tone in the male’s voice gave away his identity without 𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐀 turning to face him quickly, however once his entire sentiment was uttered, she peered at the club’s security, a slight frown pulling at the lower half of her face. ‘ i don’t? ’  her tone seemed to hold genuine disappointment although the banter between the two was plasyful. ‘ my impression of a drunk bitch is good, come on, at least give me that. had you walking me out one night really thinkin’ i was fucked up. ’  his follow up question caused her to nod her head silently before offering a verbal response. she was probably the softest dancer in the club when it came to client interactions, so his worry was valid. ‘ i’m good, except for some new dudes in the back who swear my name is everything but what it is. you good, killa? chest all puffed up! ’ the woman teased.

               letting her mouth drop, she looked around at her co-workers and playfully placed her hand on her heart. ‘ not the betting on me! we suppose to be family. i bet i’ll finish this whole thing. ’ reaching forward, she took her drink from the other bartender, playfully sticking her tongue out at 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐑 before she sipped the drink, her face screwing up almost immediately, over-exaggerating a gag, sliding the liquor back down the bar. ‘ nah, that shit is foul. that’s fuckin’ cleaning solution. they can wipe the bar spotless with that. ’ 

                     a small huff left 𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐀’s lips as she made her way over to the bar, plastering a smile over her face as she leaned over it; normally she was only there to talk to her favorite bartenders, but this time was a little different. ‘ can i get a crown and coke, please? ’ anybody who knew 𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐀 knew that she didn’t drink, even the regulars at the club, so the statement coming out of her mouth was more than surprising. she looked around at the people who were staring at her in bewilderment and chuckled softly. ‘ why do i feel judged right now? ’ she questioned the closest, most familiar face.

        standing to her full stature, she came face to face with 𝐉𝐈𝐍𝐗 as they were about the same height, her face apologetic for the disaster that was only nearly averted. ‘ it’s my stupid ass shoe, but i’m glad you didn’t. i can’t pay a hospital bill and afford to pay dancer disunity while you’re out. ’ she teased her co-worker as she looked over her habitually and she smiled brightly — her usual soft disposition shining through despite the night she was having. ‘ i’m good. you getting up there?  i be hearin’ you sing in the back. you got a smooth mary j vocal on you. ’

         before 𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐀 even noticed who it was that she was speaking to, she felt his fingertips against her bare waist, the coolness of the touch sent a chill down her spine. quickly, she realized that it wasn’t the temperature that caused the jolt. her coal colored irises rolled in immediate distaste. ‘ boy, fuck you. ’ she gritted in haste at her ex-boyfriend, the normally syrupy woman was now full of spice. everything started to make sense, this is why she had been so off centered. ‘ get out my fuckin’ face, kenzo. ’ she murmured lowly, but she made sure he heard the sentiment as she tried to move beyond him, but he too was blocking her path.

               for some reason, 𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐀 had been off her game all night, she was thankful that she didn’t have to dance and she could sit back and watched the drunken entertainment. ‘ fuckkkkk. ’  the beauty groaned as she felt the string of her lace up heels come apart for the second time since she had entered the floor. leaning down, she went to fix the wardrobe dysfunction and as soon as she did someone almost tripped over her. ‘ oh shit, sorry! ’ she yelled loudly to capture the person’s attention.