North America / California (Los Angeles): September 1st, 1978.
It's been three weeks since I performed at the club called dreams and since then I have been performing nonstop at the club called dreams which also means that I was put on jonathan's payroll and also means that I've been racking in the money every time I've been performing there which happens to be around 45,658 in total including some other club owners who asked me to perform at theirs but also during these three weeks I went to the dentist and got my teeth cleaned the best that the dentist could and put the dominant style porcelain veneers over all my teeth in my mouth which costed me 12,000 and dropped my total amount of money that I currently have to 39,872 which In my opinion is kinda like a anual salary and definitely not enough to pay off my debt to the mafia that is 500,789 plus the 200.45 that I owe rachel it equals to 500,989.45 in total and not easy to get either especially considering that I bet I have a deadline to and if they don't have it by then expect to see my body in a ditch or lake somewhere.
(Amenadiel's POV)
"What a sad life I'm living" I thought with a long sigh while grabbing a wine glass from the bartender that had blood, like red wine in it and drunk it a little and sat it back down on the counter while turning my attention back to my status screen I was looking at.
[DING!]
[STATUS]
[Name: Amenadiel Elias Jackson]
[Gender: Male]
[Age: 20]
[Health: [Hyperandrogenism], [Hyperspermia], [Polyorchidism], [Scrotal Laxity]
[Perks: [Sam Cooke's Talents], [Perfect Pitch], [Hyperthymesia]
[Skills: Sex: Intermediate]
[Storage: [Cocaine Bags: 2], [Money: 39,872]
I shook my head with a sigh and thought while glancing at my money in my storage "Just very sad, I probably would have gone ahead and killed the former owner if I was the leader of the mafia"
*BAM*
I snapped out of my thoughts immediately while dismissing my status screen and looked up from my drink and saw jonathan standing in front of me behind the counter washing a glass and asked with a confused look on my face "What."
"Stop looking like your about to die any second, your making my customers leave." Said jonathan with a sigh while indicating with his hand to the people that was leaving the club.
I looked behind myself and didn't see anyone looking at me, but dancing and getting drunk with some people even passing out and had to be carried to the sofa by the bodyguards who had to get them out of the way for the other people in the club.
"I don't see anyone staring at me." I said with a snicker while looking back at jonathan who in turn rolled his eyes while sitting the wine glass that he finished cleaning next to some others ones.
"Anyways, I want you to meet a friend of mines." Said jonathan with a big smile while signaling for someone with his right hand to come over.
I looked behind myself and seen a old man that looked to be in his 70s making his way over and looked back at jonathan and asked "Who's he."
"You'll see." Said jonathan with a wide smile while the old man was making his way over at his own pace.
The old man finally made his way over and said while taking his seat in the chair next to me and said with his hand extended "Nice to finally meet you mr jackson my name is jeffery osborn."
I shook his hand confusedly while glancing back at the smiling jonathan and said "Nice to meet you too."
"Hahaha….I know that your confused so to clarify your doubts I am a talent manager of sony." Said the old man named jeffery with a smile.
"A what now" I thought with a look of surprise on my face, trying to process what I just heard while glancing back at jonathan who still had a smile on his face but this time was washing another glass.
Jeffrey laughed and said while gesturing to jonathan "Me and jonathan here have long history I was friends with his late father and he's been telling me good things about you so I had to come see for myself and imagine my surprise when I discovered nothing but talent."
"Thank you for the compliment." I said with a small smile while picking up the wine glass that I was drinking and taking a sip of it and setting it back down on the bar counter.
Jeffrey took a piece of paper out of his suit and slid it in front of me while also taking a pen out of his suit and putting it on the paper and said with a smile "No problem and if you sign this contract here which entails that sony will own a...."
"Nope." I said calmly, but immediately while sliding the contract back towards him along with the pen, obviously not about to sign something that benefits them more than myself.
Jeffrey had a completely shocked look on his face and said immediately "What are y..."
"I'm talking about sony owning the masters to my future music, that is a big no, no." I said with a calm but dismissive attitude since why in the 100 fucks would I let someone else exploit and own my own music. But at the same time this is a huge chance for me to step into the music industry but still even if I would probably earn more money for letting them have the rights to my future music It also has its drawbacks because it won't let me have any say in my career if you consider that it's basically all about music so you tell me what that tells you, yeah I'm just a puppet that other people can exploit for their own gain and thrown away when there's no more use.
Jeffrey still had a shocked look on his face, even jonathan who was surprised by my calm and dismissive attitude suddenly set the wine glass down and the rag and said with a forced smile "Amenadiel a word in private plea..."
"No, there's no need to discuss anything in private because this is my final decision and I am open for more negotiations if you think that I am a valuable talent worth keeping, otherwise nice meeting you." I said while looking jeffery straight into his eyes with a serious look on my face which made him even more shocked tan he already is.
Suddenly jeffery started laughing hardly and said "Good, very good I haven't laughed this hard in awhile, actually you know what I'll do it like this, instead of sony owning your master's we'll let you have complete ownership, but you will need to rack in profit for us in return and if you agree I'll handle all the paperwork."
"That's a very big mistake on your part since I'll be making more than what I'll be profiting for you" I thought with a wide smile internally, but my outside face being calm and collected, completely contradicting each other.
"Deal." I said calmly with my hand extended for a handshake.
Jeffrey shook my hand with a smile which made jonathan breathe a sigh of relief from the tension that was previously in the air and said with a smile "Now that everyones back on the same page, shall us men drink to this new friendship."
"HAHAHA, LETS DRINK." Said jeffery with a loud laugh while patting me on the shoulder, the best he could reach that is.
I nodded while thinking a smile "My future is already looking good so far and I expect it to stay this way otherwise I might have to do some things that I myself might end up regretting, but this is to secure a comfortable future for myself and for those that I might end up getting close to"
*KNOCK* *KNOCK* *KNOCK*
"Earth to amenadiel." Said jonathan knocking on the counter hardly while sliding another glass of red wine in front of me.
I snapped back to reality and asked with a completely lost look on my face "What happened."
"Nothing happened but you sure space out alot." Said jonathan with a sigh while pouring some whisky and another drink into one cup and mixed them masterfully.
"Hahaha…I'll see you young men later I have some stuff to take care of and here's my card amenadiel, I'll give you a call when everything is settled." Said jeffrey with a laugh while sliding his card in front of me and patting my shoulder as he took his leave.
I grabbed the gold card and looked at the number on it and then at the back that had nothing on it and just put it into my pocket while thinking with a sigh "I'm one broke ass nigga but I can't be discouraged yet since I'm still doing far better than mosthomeless folks in my situation but some of them can change their situation if they tried"
"I'll tak…wait are you hiring at this club." I asked calmly, immediately correcting myself since I might as well get a job and work the night shift.
Jonathan has a caught off guard look on his face and said with a very wide smile forming on his face "I'll most definitely hire you, you would rack in the customer's with your appearance."
"Uhh…ok anyways when can I start." I asked with a what the fuck look on my face from how creepy his face looked which looked like the architect's face from the solo leveling anime in my past life.
Jonathan chuckled and said while putting the towel that was in his hand and wine glass down on the bar counter "You can actually take over as the bartender while I handle some paperwork and if you do a good job I'll make it full time."
"How much we talking." I asked calmly, not playing around in the slightest about what I'll be making since this could help me with my debts.
Jonathan chuckled again and said "Right to it huh, I'll do 50 hours."
"Are you sure." I said with wide eyes since this would help me tremendously pay off my debts.
Jonathan nodded and said with a smile "You looked desperate like you needed some help but thats the highest hours I can offer for now."
I chuckled and said with a smile since this is what a friend should be like "I appreciate it, if you need any help in the future even if it's not within my capabilities I'll try to help the best I can."
"Hahaha…you better remember that." Said jonathan with a laugh while taking his leave towards his office.
"Wait, can I start now." I asked calmly while getting up from my seat to jonathan who was walking away.
Jonathan waved his hand while disappearing into the dancing crowd.
I stared at the crowd for a moment and said with a lost face "Was that a yes."
"Hey daddy, can I get a drink." Said a slurring woman's voice out of nowhere.
I looked down to my left and seen a chocolate skinned disheveled fucked up looking woman with a saggy boob hanging out of her dress and said calmly, not feeling any type of way at all from her appearance "Ok but if anything happens to you don't mention my name in a future lawsuit."
"I g…g…got..y…you big daddy." Said the woman stutteringly and slurringly while coming closer to me and hooking her arm around mines.
I stared down at her for a moment while thinking with a straight face "Lord give me strength before I drop slam this hoe."
I pulled my arm away from hers and went around the counter and said calmly while rolling up my sleeves "What do you want."
"Give me that good, good." Said the woman while lighting a cigarette and exhaling smoke from her mouth.
"I got you." I said calmly while grabbing some large bottles and started and pouring some whisky and another drink into one cup and mixed them masterfully, copying jonathan from earlier.
I slid the drink in front of her and said "On the house."
"T…th…thank you I needed this." Said the woman stutteringly with a slur and picked up the drink and started chugging it down while setting it back on the bar counter.
I watched her seemingly drown in her own sarrows and just shook my head with a sigh while going to others who came up to the counter and tapped it which indicated they knew what they wanted and said "No problem."
TIMESKIP: A month later.
It's been a month since I've started my 50 hour bartender job and during this month I have been working and performing at clubs nonstop without any rest, well technically I do sleep at night at home but I mean in the sense that I've had no days off which is fine with me if you consider that I'm trying to pay off my debts so I can live a rich life which I know will be filled with setbacks and hardships, but still better than being in debt and during this past month that I've worked and divided equally into 10 hours per day I've made over 2,500 from my job and 444,765 from performing which is not bad but could be better especially considering I still haven't been contacted by sony yet during this past month, heard the sarcasticness in that because I sure did.
(Amenadiel's POV)
"At least it's looking way better than before" I thought calmly while looking at my money displayed on status window that was looking better than before.
[DING!]
[STATUS]
[Name: Amenadiel Elias Jackson]
[Celebrity rank: F]
[Gender: Male]
[Age: 20]
[Health: [Hyperandrogenism], [Hyperspermia], [Polyorchidism], [Scrotal Laxity]
[Perks: [Sam Cooke's Talents], [Perfect Pitch], [Hyperthymesia]
[Skills: [Bartending: Intermediate], [Sex: Intermediate]
[Storage: [Cocaine Bags: 2], [Money: 487,137]
I stared at the celebrity rank on my stauts while unknowingly looking up and meeting the eyes of some people who where staring at me wide eyes and their mouths opened and thought "The fuck, dose the f rank have that effect, I just can't imagine. A rank or possibly s which micheal might be"
"Amenadiel." Said jonathan's voice out of nowhere.
I dismissed my status window immediately and looked up at jonathan who was standing on the other side of the counter and asked calmly "Need anything."
"No, jeffery just called and said that all of the paperwork was handled smoothly and and to come tomorrow as soon as you can." Said jonathan with a chill smile while knocking on the counter twice.
I poured some whisky into a wine glass and slid it in front of him and thought with a smile "Good now this is a beginning"
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THE END...
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