this is my first story bare with me y'all.

The clock was ticking only 3 seconds left and all that came between the Memphis grizzlies and the championship was 3 points. Rhys knew it was him who had to hit the game winning shot. It was this shot that came between him and that ring.

SWISH!

The Memphis grizzlies win the championship.

Rhys was being paraded around the court by his teammates. Sweat,blood and tears were flowing around their bodies as they each knew the struggle they had put into the sport they all loved. Some had lost loved ones this NBA season; Some had sustained terrible knee injuries. However, they all pulled through. All that was going through Rhys' mind now is the bad bitch he would fuck tonight, the champagne bottles he would pop and which one of the guy would be the drunkest tonight.

Rhys knew just how much this meant to him and the fans so he decided to do a post-game interview for them.

'Congratulations to you and the team Taylor. What do you reckon the win was down to. I mean you were the leading point scorer this season'

'We all worked as a team to make this happen. There's no single person. If anything it's the fans who have the biggest role in supporting us this season so the win is dedicated to the supporters'

'Oh' the reporter says hoping to get a response that would make their headlines as it was usual for Rhys to mess up especially on a day like this where the whole atmosphere was buzzing.

( switch the scene to Neriahs house)

After a long day at the Fashion Nova event, Neriah arrived home hanging up her coat and laying down her Gucci purse. Her sister had been taking care of her son today so she knew he was in good hands.

'Ma!' Jaelin screamed.

'Jae!' Neriah screamed.

'Thanks sis for taking care of Jae. It's been a long day and I'm ready to hit the sack' Neriah says.

'Aht aht. You're not going to bed. We gonna hit the club so I can find my future husband. Jae will yay with our mom. She'll be here in 5. Get a dress on I'm already dressed' Chanel said.

'Fine' Neriah mumbled knowing she was fighting a losing battle and it had been ages since she had gone out and had some fun.

(Switch the scene to the club)

'How many of 'em you taking home tonight' one of the teammates asked.

'Shit. All of them. All the girls want is money anyway and I have a lot of that' Rhys said dancing drunkenly to NBA YOUNGBOY's 'Big truck'.

He noticed about woman in the circle throwing her ass in the circle and he was instantly attracted so he decided to go and catch the whine. They were vibing, her ass was shaking like soft bread made at a bakery encapsulating his dick in a warm hug. They were both into it until Neriah raised herself giving him a sloppy kiss giving him just enough tongue and saliva. They're tongues intertwined like overgrown branches allowing Rhys the access to aggressively grab her ass only intensifying the kiss. Just as they were both getting heated in the moment...they were interrupted.

He didn't know about Neriah but Rhys was in love and sure to get her number. Before the kiss could even come to a natural end Chanel ran Neriah out of the club knowing Neriah was drunk and she wouldn't want her sister making mistakes and regretting it.