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leave

IN NEED OF SOME SERIOUS EDITING!!
AMATEUR WRITING ⚠️

Aliyah

"Bitch! I got my leave slip." My best friend Onika yells. I close my eyes and sigh at her outburst at my work desk.

"I see that Onika," I say, not glancing at her.

"Sorry," she whispers." Aren't you finished working.. It's like five o'clock."

I type away aggressively on my keyboard still not looking at her.

"Five literally just came, Nik," I say, rolling my eyes. She comes around and rests her elbows on my desk, putting her head in her palms. I finally glance at her after staring at my screen for what feels like hours and see her cheesy smile.

"What?" I ask, quirking my brow.

She giggles like a little child. "You're gonna get dick this vacation."

My eyes widen. "Nik!" I yell, pressing my lips in a firm line.

She laughs, rising from her resting position and holding her belly. I shut the computer off and quickly packed my bag, annoyed at her. Is it wrong not to have a dirty mouth while I am in company uniform or is it just me?

"But it's true I sense it with my spidey senses." Now it's my turn to laugh, She is literally a crazy person. I grab my bag and head out of my small office, locking it with Onika following close behind me.

Alot of our colleagues were jealous of the fact that Onika and I had gotten our vacation leave at the same time. Little did they know, it's because we work in different departments and I have cleared up about a month's worth of work, so I am free.

Onika and I work at a law firm. I am a business consultant and she is our boss's assistant. I am practically my own boss but I still get paid through commissions. The bigger the client the bigger the profit split which was always 75 percent.

"Bye Larry," I wave at the young nerd sitting behind his desk typing away at his computer. His head snaps in our direction and he gives us a brace filled smile.

"See ya," he waves, and Onika and I wave back. We don't interact much with the other workers because for some reason they do not like us. We make it to the parking lot and hop in my 2018 blue Lexus.

Onika immediately plugs her phone up to the aux cord and starts scrolling.

"Must you always play music?" I ask, I was tired, dirty, and hungry. It makes me a bit grumpy. But Onika is used to it.

"Yes... First of all Friday just dropped a new hit and that shit is popping." My eyebrows pull together as I lift my handbrake, ready to drive off.

"Friday?"

She gasped from the passenger side and turned to me dramatically. "Bit–you know what, just listen. I made you hear this man so many times," she groans.

I shrugged still oblivious as to who she was rambling about because I don't know no Friday. She swipes her finger on the screen and clicks on what I assume is one of his songs.

It starts with a little afro beat, then a very smooth and melancholy-sounding voice comes through the speaker. I bob my head to the tune and glance over at Onika who is glaring at me.

"Whaat?" I drawl, laughing. "Okay, okay. I think I remember his voice." That's a lie.

She folds her arms across her chest. Her eyes lowering even further. "Name one song." I hold my head straight and focus on the road, as if I don't hear her.

"Aliyah!" She whines.

"Whaat!"

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I drop Onika off at her apartment to go pack for our trip and to sleep over at my house for the night. Yes, we we're leaving the day after we got our leave. Both of us have a month and a half off because of our high performance and how much money we bring into that company. I walk up the stairs to my apartment and unlock my door, walking inside.

My cat is sitting behind the door waiting for me and I scratch behind her ear, before struggling to take my work shoes off.

"Hungry?" I ask, kneeling in front of her. She purrs against my hand, leaning in to get a better scratch. I always leave enough food for the whole day before I leave for work and enough water. Plus, I clean her sandbox every day.

For my trip however, I am gonna have to leave her with my neighbour, Mrs. Gret. Lucky for Rose Mrs. Gret's house is filled with cats. That woman loves them so much, said they keep her company ever since her husband died. So, I know Rose will be in good hands.

I get up from the kneeling position and head straight for the kitchen to start dinner. Onika is coming over and I am starving. I serve Rose her dinner and start on mine which is brown stew chicken and white rice, a recipe my mom taught me because she is Jamaican.

I make enough for two and leave it on the stove to keep warm while I go to shower. Onika texted me that she is on her way and I am surprised at how fast she got ready which was pretty obvious. I can't lie I am pretty excited too. We saved up almost the whole of last year for this trip and haven't taken a leave in about two so we are pretty excited.

I have never been to Miami before and heard that over there was a bomb. I get out of the shower and get comfy before going for my dinner.

The door to my apartment starts to pull and I know it was none other than Onika. She is struggling with about three suitcases to come through the door and I can't help but cackle.

"Kikiki..." Onika mocks, pretending to laugh. "It's not funny, come help me!" I put my hands up in surrender and headed over there to help.

"Girl, what are you carrying in this?" I exclaim, putting the heavy suitcases by the couch.

"You do know that we're spending almost a month in Miami right?" she sasses.

I deadpan. "Haven't you heard about washing before?"

She rolls her eyes and begins typing away at her phone while I go back to sharing our dinner.

This is going to be a long trip.