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Darnell and Naree finally made it to the club and it was packed. They skipped the step and repeat and went straight into the club. Once they showed there IDs to the bouncer and he checked their names off the list they stepped into the club.

"Damn it's packed as a mutha up in here."

"Yeah I told you it was gonna be lit in here tonight."

The girls decided to hit the bar before going up to the VIP section. Finding an empty spot they ordered and waited for the bartender to come back with their drinks. As they waited a couple of guys came up to them trying to spit game but none of them were their types. Either they stunk or they had a yuck mouth that you could be smell a mile away.

Once they got their drinks they headed up to their section and met up with a couple of Naree's coworkers. Darnell knew all of them since they were all stylist that worked at Naree's salon.

She made small conversations with them as they swayed in their seats. The DJ came on and announced the next performers. Next thing the beat for Slippery started and the Migos came out lit as ever.

"Hold up that's my shit." Darnell yelled as she  got up with her drink in her hand and started twerking on Naree.

"Pop perky just to start up Pop it pop it
Two cups of purple just two warm up two cups. Drank!
I heard your bitch got that water. Splash drip drip splash aye
Slippery, excuse me please me I'm up believe me believe me get beat cause I'm flexing raries you can bet on this hey hey hey!"

By now their whole section was live and everybody was up dancing. Darnell had her phone out snapping the scene and her dancing with her best friend. Once their set was over the DJ came back and introduced the owner of the club.

"I want y'all to make some mothafucking noise in this butch when this man come up here. Can y'all do that shit? If it wasn't for him we wouldn't be out here tonight. So I want y'all to put y'all fucking hands together for the man of the night Dooooonnnnn."

As Don came out of the stage Darnell's mouth dropped. She didn't know that this was Don's club. Maybe if she did know she would have put up more of a fight not to come out tonight. But she did have to admit that the club was the shit hands done and she was having the most fun she had had in a long time.

She watched as Don spoke to the crowd and she couldn't even lie and say that he didn't look good as fuck in his all black. When he was done with his speech he announced the next performer; 21 Savage.

Once Darnell heard the beat to Motorcycle she snapped out of her trance and grabbed Naree's hand and pulled her to the dance floor with the rest of the club goers.

"She gone ride it like a motorcycle hey
She gone ride it like a motorcycle hey
She gone ride it like a motorcycle
throw it back baby recycle
Bitch I'm bleeding like I'm on a cycle
I be leaning baby no NyQuil
And I can't stop it
keep going baby don't stop it

All my garments come from France
French kissing in France muah 
Hundred thousand stuffed in my pants
Money pilling up like ants
And I can't stop it
keep it going baby don't stop it."

By now Darnell felt when a person came behind her while she was dancing but she didn't care. The drinks and shots she had had her feeling good and she liked the way the mans big hand squeezed on her hips. She could feel his hard on grind against her butt. She looked up at Naree who was in front of her also dancing with a guy. They gave each the okay that their men were straight.

Once the song ended 21 continued with Slime and Wow then X and No Heart.

When he was done Darnell was tired and her partner kept up with her the whole time through all five songs. She didn't mind when his hands roamed her body grabbing her thighs and butt. It must have been the drinks she had cause any other time she would have stoped and gave him a few choice words.

She finally turned around to see who this mystery man was that smelled so good and had great rhythm. When she turned around she couldn't believe her eyes.

Don!?......

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