Chapter three

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"aye Sean my nigga, line me up" this bald nigga said walking into my barbershop

اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.

"aye Sean my nigga, line me up" this bald nigga said walking into my barbershop

"nigga don't you gotta have hair to get a line up" i said causing the niggas to laugh

"come take a seat let me see what I can do" I told him

After finishing his head, I dusted his shoulders and took a quick video for the gram before I let him go pay to the receptionist

When my parents  passed, my dad owned this barbershop with my mom so I just took it over and brought it up and it was now the #1 black owned barbershop in Atlanta

"wassam Dre" I dapped one of my regulars

"wassup bruh, glad you had an opening! Your shit was booked up this month" he said

اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.

"wassup bruh, glad you had an opening! Your shit was booked up this month" he said

"i know a nigga be busy" I told him

"hows the clothing shop coming" he said

"tryna find a partner that could do the women clothing and we join together" I told him getting him prepped

"I got a sister that's been wanting to open her own boutique, imma talk to her and see" he said

"bet it up" I told him

After paying, I went to the back and checked on Zaire since I had picked her up from school earlier and brought her here

"you okay" I asked her

"yes, i'm hungry" she said

"what you wanna eat" I asked her

"Chick fil a" she said

"ight i'll go get it okay?" I told her

"okay love you" she said

"love you more baby" I kissed her cheeks

When my parents died she was 2, and I was turning 18. Thank god my parents had saved up some money so I bought an apartment and turned the barbershop up

𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢حيث تعيش القصص. اكتشف الآن