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this is highly ooc, but i just wanted to let y’all know that there has been talks about the main page being deleted. uh, yeah.

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IMs open, anons welcome, all that good stuff.

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it’s clear that kadrian is takin’ ova’ for the ‘99 and the 00s.

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“is this usher song?” 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

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i’m rootin’ for everybody black. ✊🏿

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where the nigga music at? this shit sexist.

[stnez]

IMs open, anons welcome, all that good stuff.

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“She was kinda’ thick though, you should’ve got behind that or you can’t be apart of the party?” The male asked raising a brow before chuckling some at his own joke. One thing Xavier loved more than anything was getting up under his brother’s skin. Furrowing his eyebrows as Xane voiced his opinion and questioned him about their agreement, Xavier looked off to the side as he took on a defensive stance. Before he knew it, the male had pushed his palms up against his brother’s chest to remove him from his personal space. “Fuck is you trippin’ for? It ain’t shit but some percs and If I ain’t say shit you would’ve never known. Chill the fuck out mane, I know what I’m doin’. You make me sick sometimes, you know that? The perfect fuckin’ son and I’m the fuckin’ screw up, right? Get the fuck outta’ my face, Xane.” At this point the coke had completely taken over Xae’s mental and forced him to snap. “Fuck it, I’ll leave if that’s what you want.”

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The look on XANE’s face had changed completely when XAVIER’s palms came into contact with his chest. It was obvious that his brother was high on something more than the average drug, but that wasn’t enough for him to excuse his behavior. “You think I won’t ball you the fuck up in front of all these bitch ass niggas, boy?” The bottle of Hennessy shattered upon the floor once XANE released it from his grasp, taking a step forward to enclose the space that XAVIER placed between them by pushing him previously. “I’on know what the fuck yo’ problem is, nigga, but you better get a hold of yourself before I lay yo’ high ass out in this bitch.” He clenched his brother’s shirt in a fist, pulling him toward him with a forceful yank. “Get the fuck outta this club, Xavier. I don’t want to fuck you up tonight. Collect these bums, all yo’ shit, and go yo’ ass on home. Now.” His tone matched his now serious demeanor. The last thing he wanted to do was fight his brother, especially at his place of business, so he hoped he would take heed to his brotherly warning.

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“No, baby. I am not. But you’re not the first to think that so I’m not offended.” Placing her finger under his chin lightly, she swiped the surface before noticing the lowering of his voice. A smile appeared on her features at the confirmation of her payment before she nodded. “I do my job pretty well so he doesn’t suspect a thing. Right now we’re doing hotels and stuff so I couldn’t get any of the other things you were talking about. Maybe I can convince him to do some house or office calls. Who doesn’t love desk sex.”

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“Do whatever you have to do. I need that information as soon as possible.” XANE replied, his tone lowering even more so it would blend with the loud music, though she would be able to hear him. “Don’t rush it, since this job is built upon trust. I just need you to move faster. Take yo’ time, but not too much time. It’s too many things ridin’ on this.” He explained. PARIS was well aware of the significance of the job XANE assigned her, but he reiterated it every chance he got. “Do you enjoy it?” He inquired, referring to the job itself.

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“You was maaa close, it’s the ankles.” NOIR tooted her lips up, and crossed her legs. “I guess me and jokes ain’t it. I’ll stick to makin’ money other ways.” She rolled her orbs upwards. “We gotta talk about me hosting one day.”

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“The ankles...” XANE repeated, glancing away from her momentarily to observe the dancers. “I guess that’s right.” He nodded in agreement, then placed his attention back on the female next to him. “Ain’t you supposed to be dancin’? You wanna dance or you wanna host? Hell, I’ma need to fire somebody in a minute if you keep tryna’ take up all the jobs.” He said with a light laugh.

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“Air this bitch out like I said nigga, you deaf?” The male asked as he looked up at his brother and sighed lowly to himself. Xavier listened carefully to his brother’s question taking a look around at the guys who were posted up nearby. “Shit, couple niggas from the mob and some niggas who need to get the fuck out my section if they ain’t buying shit.” The male replied standing to his feet before pulling up his shirt to show the heat he had tucked. “What’s good though bra? You seem tense.”

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XANE fixed his lips to speak, holding his finger upward for a moment as he turned to the side. “Do you fuckin’ mind? You see me and my brother is havin’ a convo, right? Dance somewhere else.” He spoke to one of his employees, then turned his attention to his sibling once more. “When I gave you this section, what the fuck was the agreement, man? Don’t bring no street shit into my club. Ain’t even no need for you to be packin’ that in hea’.” He leaned forward to pull XAVIER’s shirt down, covering the weapon that was tucked in his waistband. “Fuck you mean buyin’ shit? You pushin’ weight at my place of business? Are you fuckin’ stupid?” XANE paused, exhaling through his nostrils slowly. “You really pushin’ it, man. Why you can’t follow simple rules? I barely ask anything of you!”

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“That’s good to know.” She cocked her eyebrow, wondering what she should do with that information. “I’ll let the next white girl I see know she’s safe when you decide to get trigger happy but that doesn’t apply to me, baby.” PARIS took a sip of her drink before going into her clutch to retrieve her phone. “I sent you something though, might wanna check it out. I payed our client a visit last night after what happened at the club and so far, you can add this to your file of blackmail.”

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“You’re not white?” XANE questioned with his brows furrowed, showcasing the confusion of her response. He chuckled moments later before placing his hand on her shoulder. “I was only kiddin’, ma’. However, I still can’t promise you yo’ safety. Just stop, drop, and roll if you hear some shots ring out.” He advised before releasing her shoulder. When she changed the subject, he glanced around the area to make sure there were no wandering ears or eyes. “I’ll look at that later on tonight. Expect a wire transfer to yo’ account in the mornin’. He still thinks everything is innocent?”

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“Now that’s how you manage a business. But, I think some people might try to test out how legitimate that new rule is.” PARIS said, leaning off to the side as the male descended down the steps. “And I’m gonna be pissed if I get shot in the middle of all of that.”

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“I’ve been known to be a straight A student, so in other words... I pass all of my tests. However, I enjoy that theory of someone wantin’ to see how legitimate it is. My security is fully prepared to clown, if need be.” XANE replied, shrugging his shoulders shortly after he concluded his statement. “White people always survive the scary movies, so you should be straight. No promises, tho’.”

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“Man, I’m funny as hell, you just hatin’.” She crossed her arms, and honestly wanted to give up on it. It was probably hard to impress XANE with the corny ass jokes. But she was bound to take her chances on sounding like a damn club. “What does a stripper put behind her ears to make her more attractive?”

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“Hatinnnnnnnn’?” XANE gave his best impersonation of big Draco before shaking his head. “Or you’re just not funny, ma’. I’ma give you one mo’ chance to turn me into a believer, tho’.” He held his hands up in a mock defense, then turned his palm over to indicate that he was giving her the floor to speak. “Uh... their legs?”

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Xavier was spending majority of his time in the VIP area where he made a few transfers on the low while he watched the crowd of people interacting in front of him. Snorting a line quickly, the male wiped his nose before anyone could see him and pulled out his phone to check the time. “Say bitch, you got my money? I just fronted you some shit last week and ain’t heard from you since. Ion’ wanna have to air this shit out but I will if necessary.” He threatened one of the males who were standing in his section. “Oh, my bad. Can I help you?”

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XANE stared at his brother, holding a bottle of Hennessy in his hand that he had originally planned on gifting to his sibling. “You’ll do what if necessary?” He tilted his head to the side, briefly scanning the VIP section before shaking his head. “I give you yo’ own section, and you up hea’ showin’ yo’ ass, nigga? Who the fuck are all of these bum ass niggas, bruh?”

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The woman wasn’t beyond intoxicated but she was inching closer to being there. Since she didn’t bring much to the club, she led the way back into the strip club, making sure to dump her liquor onto the concrete before entering the building. XANE followed behind her and she trashed the plastic cup and waited to walk side by side with him. When they got to the main floor, the music was a lot clearer now from when they first stepped foot into the venue. Hearing his comment, MAYUKO exposed her pearly whites and laughter was heard. “Xane, you know what? I can’t stand you. You ain’t have to do me like that though, shit. I know I can’t dance.” She used her arm to nudge his.

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“You can’t dance, that’s a fact. If you shoot up my club, I’ma shoot you. That’s another fact.” XANE replied, then extended his index finger to point to the team of security guards who were on standby. “Why you tryna’ be on some hot girl shit tonight, Mayuko?! What happened to nice, wholesome, shakin’ that ass off beat like a white girl, fun? Huh?” The male chuckled lightly while shaking his head. “It’s like y’all want my shit to be shut down. I don’t have time for this shit.”

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XANE maneuvered up the staircase two at a time, bringing the DJ’s set to a halt for a moment so that he could make an announcement. Once takng the microphone into his hand, he tapped it three times then spoke into it. “There’s a new rule at Astroworld: if you shoot up any venue on the site, I get to shoot you. Carry on, ma’fuckas.” He flashed a bright smile, then allowed the DJ to continue his set to liven the club once more.