Shenelle POV
**Phone Rings**
"Hey, there sleepy head!", Tee greeted merrily.
"Tee?", I mumbled through my husky sleepy voice.
Lazy Saturday huh?", He retorted
I smiled sheepishly as though he could even see. Where does he even get his energy from?
"Had a stressful week so I guess that's the least I could do, rest?", I replied now gaining my voice back.
"Get dressed, I'm on my way to yours. I'm taking your Saturday hostage!!".
"What!?"
"I'm taking your day hostage, I'll be there at around three, and if maybe you're wondering how I know your residence, remember Teeya and I go way back."
I gave out a shy smile. Then we exchanged further pleasantries and ended the call
****
After parading my lazy ass round the house, I begun to give what I'll wear some thought.Teeya wasn't around, she'd gone to assist get the Miss Malaika pageant Queens for their Finale, this meant she won't be home the whole day, and the night perhaps.
"Dear, me, It's high time you step up and be your own fashion heroine."
After rummaging through my wardrobe, I finally settled on a casual look. I needed my outfit to represent my mood, that was this lazy, cozy mood kind of thing.
In no time, my hardwork had me looking like this.
Not wholly bad. Is it?
***
At exactly three in the evening, a posh Volvo xc40 pulled up at my residence. A peep through, and I knew it was him.
Calm down girl. Its now or never.
With a million feelings bottled within, I courageously took made my way.
I hopped in to find Mr. Let's have a "de-stress weekend", engrossed on a phone call I later figured was work.
He greeted me with wink as I adjusted my self.
We set off and he kept on talking figures and numbers for as long as I could remember.
Tired of calculating sums mentally along side,not as if someone asked me to.
I put on my earpods and filled my life with sweet sounds from King Promise.Tired of staring out the window watching mobile objects. I took a side glance at Mr. Kumbungu.
He too was casually dressed. A simple pair of shorts, Plain white shirt and black air Jordan kicks and he was dripping like hot sauce. Oh, and of course, how'd I forget the cute cap that adorned his head.
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