david is an up and coming New York rapper who has a thing for a well known Hairstylist. Of course she doesn't have the same interests or crush as him but after one night things seem to change.
the two quickly form a friendship with benefits. nicki...
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i told her im just a street nigga who rap, i ain't nothin special. make sure that she look proper, ima lash and french tip her.
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today i had nicki slide by the crib to braid me and my little shorty up before she left to her moms for the weekend. she did both of us justice and was just now finishing on kairi hair
"you did yo shit" i was in the mirror she had brought with her along with her on the go set up she had. it was a folded mirror and big enough to display a full body.
"i'm glad you like it" she responded with a soft chuckle. she was focused on laying kairi baby hairs. "are the braids too tight?" she asked mainly directing the question to kairi. throughout the whole process she was asking her if it was too tight or if it hurt to make sure she was comfortable.
"no, i like them" kairi nodded and nicki continued to smile.
"ok, good because you all done little mama" she spun the island chair we moved to the living room toward the mirror so kairi could look at her hair.
her face lit up and she smiled
"i look just like you dad" she busted out laughing.
"you do, we really twins now" i smirked and watched her scoot out of the chair and stand to her feet "go grab yo stuff so i can drop you off to yo moms" i told her and after a moment of feeling herself in the mirror she skipped off "how much?" i redirected my attention to nicki and her smile faded before she scrunched her face up
"you think i'm charging you for 4 braids? to the back? no it's fine i owe you for the stuff you've been doing for my son anyways" she waved me off and relaxed her face before turning to pack up.
despite her clearly not wanting my money i decided to still give up $200. i went into my back pocket and felt for the money before placing it in her back pocket. she turned around instantly and sucked her teeth
"i said it's fine" she dug into her pocket and pulled the money out, handing it over to me.
"it's a tip for the good job you did" i shrugged it off "stop playing and keep it"
her eyes harshly rolled before she took a deep depressing breath.
"and can you stay here while i drop her off? ima be right back" i suggested and she raised an questionable eyebrow
