Vanessa
It was easier than she thought to convince Malik to see Byron. But he had to be present, and it had to be at Lust. Small price to pay. She sat in front of the vanity in her room. She truly had a beautiful room. A queen size bed to herself with the softest sheets she’d ever slept on and a cozy comforter. A vanity with a light up mirror that she took full advantage of to up her makeup game.
She proceeded with the finishing touches of her red smokey eye look and applied her favorite drug store lip gloss. She got up to stand in front of the full-length mirror by her dresser and looked over her outfit. Her and Rylie had gone shopping that day for a club-appropriate outfit. The silver chrome halter top made her feel naked and that her boobs would come flying out in protest if they weren’t held down by this boob tape Rylie found on PhotoGram. The black skinny jeans and stiletto ankle boots were out of her comfort zone as well.