Same Night, Three Years Earlier
Same Night, Three Years EarlierAs Layla stood under the moonlit stars trying to calm down, she could hear DJ Quikster from inside the conference room. “Boggie down, y’all. This is the Quikster aka Buttalove. I know you guys have been sweating like dogs because of tonight’s grooves. The playas gotta take a break, but I’ll let my tunes play so y’all can keep boogieing. Thanks for the love. I’ll be back in fifteen minutes. I’m out.”
Until DJ Quikster made his recent announcement, Layla hadn’t realized that she had been standing outside of the building alone for nearly an hour. The time had passed quickly. She realized that this was her party. She was the hostess and needed to get back inside so that no one would be offended, especially Leon’s mother, not to m
