Monday, 9:30 a.m.
Tiffany Love
I woke up and Dave was still asleep. Late night studio sessions. I took a shower and then began getting ready. I wore a black pencil skirt, a pink satin button up, and my black Louis Vuittons. My hair was now in some burgundy straight bundles with a 360 frontal. I curled it with the wand curler and left it down.
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"Babe, I'm leaving." I whispered in Dave's ear. Dave started moving around; a few minutes later, he was up.
"Mmm, you look beautiful baby." Dave croaked. I smiled.
"Thank you babe. I'll be back around 4:30." I said.
"I'll be in the studio ma." Dave said, stretching. I grabbed my Chanel purse.
"Uggh! Well, I'll see you when you get home then." I said, Dave walked to me.
"Get this money baby. I love you." Dave said, before softly kissing me.
"Mmm. I love you too babe." I smiled. Dave walked me to the parking garage and watched me safety get in my car. I drove to a office downtown, more like a meeting place. In order for me to meet this agent I may hire. I walked in and went to the room where I was meeting the agent.
"Hello." I smiled, sitting across from the lady.
"Hi Ms.Love! I'm Lena Cobbs." Lena smiled, shaking my hand. Lena was a white lady, about in her 30s.
"Why should I hire you?" I asked her.
"Well, I'm a hard worker. I will work hard for you to secure the cash flow. I will help get any opportunities that I know will bring in more money." Lena said. I nodded.
"Well, Lena. I will be getting in touch with you." I smiled, standing up.
"Thank you ma'am." Lean smiled. We shook hands and I left. I got in my car and drove to meet my "team". Well, my team for my clothing line. I made it to the spot Dave bought me. Like a workshop for my clothing line work.
"Hey guys." I smiled. I hired four people. Amani, Terri(gay dude), Laura, and Alex.
"Oooh, that fit hunneeey!" Terri said, eyeing my outfit. I did a spin.
"Haha. Let's get to work guys!" I smiled and everyone started brainstorming ideas.
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11:45 a.m.
Dave East
After Tiffany left, I went back to sleep! Now, I'm wide awake. I took a shower and got dressed. True Religion jeans, a black sweatshirt, and my timbs. I left me durag on, just cause. Then, I walked in Dontae's room.
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"Let's go nigga!" I yelled.
"I'm coming, I'm coming." Donate said, walking out his room. Today, it's time for Dontae to get a damn job! Yeah, he wants to do basketball. But, he has a kid to support right now. So, I drove him to a athletic trainer building. He likes sports, so why not?
"You ready man?" I asked.
"Yeah. Let's do this." Donate shrugged. We walked inside and to the front desk. There was my jail friend, Marc.
"Big Dave!" Marc laughed, dapping me.
"Haha. What's up man? I brought my lil bro for that job." I said.
"Fasho. I got him, no sweat." Marc said.
"Ight lil nigga! I'll see you when you clock out!" I told Dontae.
"Thanks man." Donate said, dapping me.
"No problem. See ya Marc!" I said while leaving. I got in my car and drove to Tiffany's little workshop. I walked in.
"Hey there beautiful." I smiled. Tiffany turned around.
"Hey baby." Tiffany smiled, walking to me.
"What you working on?" I asked.
"Some lingerie. For the lingerie line." Tiffany said. I smirked.
"I think Ima like this line." I said, sitting at her station.
"Where your team?" I added.
"They went to get our lunch. We got chinese if you want some." Tiffany said, sitting beside me.
"Yeah, Ima fuck you up in these little pieces." I said, looking at the designs.
"Hey! Over here babe." Tiffany laughed, grabbing my face. I licked my lips.
"Mmm. You so sexy baby." I smiled. Tiffany giggled.
"Come here." Tiffany said, before kissing me.
"GET A ROOM!" Amani said. As Tiffany's whole team walked in with food.
"Oh hush." Tiffany laughed, grabbing her food.
"Alright babe. I gotta go to the studio for awhile. I'll see you later." I said, standing up.
"Aw. Okay baby. I love you." Tiffany smiled.
"I love you too mama." I said before leaving.
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11:30 p.m.
Tiffany Love
I'm leaving the workshop. A long day of work, but accomplished a lot. I drove home and Dontae was on the couch knocked out, Dave was still at the studio.
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"Dontae! Get off my couch!" I yelled. Dontae woke up.
"Damn Tiff Tiff. Give a nigga some time!" Donate croaked.
"Come on man! I need to sit here to finish some work." I told Dontae.
"Alright, alright. Good night." Donate said, while walking to his room.
"Night night." I said. I sat on the couch and began sketching some casual dresses and crop tops.
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1:30 a.m.
"Where's Dave?" I said to myself, yawning. By now, I've already showered and got back to sketching. I've made a whole collection of summer crop tops and a few bathing suits. And Dave still isn't home. I closed my sketchbook and got in bed. Sleep is really calling my name right now! I went to sleep without Dave.
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Teen Fiction"I got you baby!" I yelled to my man, Dave East. He was making a "drop" of Atlanta's best weed. I'm Tiffany, 21 years old and in love with a drug lord. Its all about the Trap and finding Love in the Trap.
