Ayona
Yona combed her fingers through her thick and natural hair, unconsciously while she typed away on her laptop rushing to get through the last couple files.
Since she'd woken up that morning around nine-thirty, all she could focus on since then, were the stacks of papers guilting her to get them out of the way.
Finally, when she had succumbed to the stack of files, her eyes only darted back and forth between her laptop and whatever file she was working on. For goodness sake, she hadn't even got up to use the restroom let alone eat, which was surprising seeing as she was guzzling down liters of water down like a drain.
All she could hear was the music that softly played from her Beats Pill and the incessant clicking on the keyboard as she worked without distraction.
"Fuck yea!" She shouted, throwing her hands in the air when she was done with the final document.
I'm a damn beast, she applauded.
"Now all I gotta do is save this shit, upload it to the Cloud annnd-" she mumbled as she went through the necessary steps of saving and uploading while biting her bottom lip, a bad habit of hers, "I'm done, oh thank everythang," she clapped.
Closing her laptop she put all the files back into her work handbag before leaving her office.
Ya girl boutta get her freak on, Ayona rejoiced, making her way to her room while dancing and mumbling "Get your Freak On by Missy Elliot."
It was getting pretty late in the evening, so she went ahead and got in the shower.
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Getting out the shower she took her time, conditioning and oiling her luscious curls then letting them air dry while she looked through her closet.
Finally deciding on an off the shoulder olive dress (In media) that hugged her body perfectly, she put on her studded diamond and gold earrings. The dress wasn't all too short but then whenever she took a step it rose up her thick thighs, that along with her wide hips and big butt well... Finally adding some decent heels to the mix, she was ready. Ayona was only five foot so she allowed herself the pleasure of going almost anywhere with heels.
Spritzing her favorite scent on her wrists and then dabbing her neck, she checked herself in the mirror once more arranging the curls that fell over her eyes a little. Smearing her lips with just enough lip gloss, she grabbed her phone and some cash.
Club Centraux was only a few minutes away compared to the other clubs, so that's where she decided to go, especially since some of the other clubs she used to frequent ended with her getting stalked by guys she couldn't even remember.
Yona got to the club around eleven-thirty, perfect, she thought. This meant the club would be packed and there would plenty of options to choose from that night and that's all she needed, well that and a few drinks. She'd been to club Centraux a few times and the bouncers seemed to like her cause whenever they saw her they'd let her in without her having to wait in line.
Walking up behind the people waiting in the VIP line, she waited until he was next.
"Wassup beautiful?"
"Oh stop it," Ayona replied feeling her cheeks heat up a little from the compliment, "how have you been Jay?"
Jay was one of the many bouncers that flirted with her, but she knew better than to sleep with bouncers. Something ever went wrong after you slept with them and you could kiss getting into that club ever again.
"Now that I got to see you I'm all better," he grinned showing her his pearly whites.
"Oh boy bye," she laughed, pulling her money out, but before she could hand it to him, he was already guiding her towards the entrance and bidding her a good time.
Walking in she could feel the music drown out her thoughts, the lighting fuck with her eyes, occasionally, and feel the sweaty bodies of people while she moved through the crowd towards the bar.
Finding a seat in the darkest corner, she took a seat, ordering her first drink. She wanted to drink and just chill a little before she found her potential one night stand.
That's when she'd noticed that there were barely any persons standing by the bar, the bartender must've read it in her puzzled face, "You don't recognize the voice singing?" he asked her.
It wasn't until he'd said something that she realized that someone was singing, up until then she thought the DJ was just playing something new, even after a few seconds listening she still couldn't guess who it was, "Not off the top of my head, who is that?" she asked genuinely curious.
"Wow, really? I'm surprised, the minute Tory started singing all the ladies hightailed it to get closer to the stage," he said shaking his head. He'd moved closer, so to make the conversation easier.
"As in Tory Lanez?" She asked.
"Well at least you know his name, but yea that's the one singing."
"Oh wow, he has good songs I've just recently started listening to him so I don't know much about him, shit I don't even know what he looks like," she told him before taking the shot he fixed her.
He laughed at her confession before excusing himself to serve someone else.
When he came, he looked baffled, "I thought you would've ran to get a look by now."
"I only came here for two things, boo and being a groupie isn't anywhere close to those two things," she laughed. "I'm not gonna front and say he's not a great singer, but 50 cent could waltz in here and I still wouldn't break my neck to see or touch him..."
"You really are something else," he said amazed.
"Can you add two more drinks to my tab before I pay?"
"Of course."
Ayona decided she'd just have to wait for the crowd to calm down a little before she went on the dance floor.
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