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New beginnings.
I was here solely for new beginnings
"Thank you men." I told the movers. I gave them a water bottle and some type of snack of their choice from one of the boxes.
I kept lots of food and took it with me. I wasn't going to throw it away and it hadn't expired yet.
I watched them climb into their truck before speeding away.
Straight away, I went to the spare bedroom and brought the boxes named nails, and unpacked.
My studio apartment would also be my workplace.
I was a nail tech, failed nursing student. But I loved my job, and it paid good as fuck. My nail quality was amazing and my prices kept people coming.
However, I didn't know how business would be here. Back in LA, I was booked and busy, making a minimum $300 a day.
But now Im in Georgia, and I don't know whether or not I have competition. Hopefully I don't, and what if georgia is like what people say?
Sourhern and confederate. No one would want long, hoochie mama nails like they did and I would be knee deep in bills
I took a deep breath, slapping my cheeks. I needed to calm down and be more positive.
Atlanta was located in Georgia. People will want their nails done and salons don't do it like I can.
New beginnings, I reminded myself. New beginnings.
𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙛 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟬
"Bitch what the fuck I tell you bout making this place stank! Where yo good perfume at? Shit stank!" Malikai shouted, slamming the front door.
"Fuck." I whispered, running to my perfume to pull out this chanel perfume malikai bought me.
I sprayed lysol in the room I was working in and in the living room, where the smell had carried. I pulled out the chanel perfume and sprayed it, though it did nothing.
