A Walking Nightmare

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Onika pushed the shopping cart with a few items she has already picked up as she balances her phone between her shoulder and ear while doing a terrible job of trying to stir away from people so she does not crash into them, her phone rang and rang but no answer, trust Beyoncé to not pick up straight away the one time it's needed

'Probably lost her phone between the couches or something'

She sucked her teeth before pulling the phone away and hanging up, the small seconds she took to try and shove her phone inside her handbag, she accidentally ran her cart against someone, dropping her phone in the process. The amount of times she drives the device is ridiculous.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry" she quickly apologised

"No it's okay"

For some reason the voice sounded familiar but yet Onika couldn't pin point just where she has heard it from so she shrugged it off. Before she could bend down and gather her phone, the other woman in front of her bent down and picked it up for her

"Here you go, thank god for a good case right" she smiled as Onika takes the phone from her and manages to put it inside the bag

"Right..., I'm sorry again. I really should have been more sensible to where I was going"

"That's okay, don't worry about it" she shrugs then glanced at Onika's shopping cart and raised her brow at the many fruits in there

"That's a lots of fruits" she smiles, white teeth in display. Onika couldn't help but to admire that. Not only the woman had beautiful teeth but her face was gorgeous, paired with light hazel eyes that seems would easily draw you in. Her long blonde hair was a paid character of its own.

Snapping out of her admiration, Onika glances down inside her shopping cart and chuckles lightly.

"For the smoothies"

"Ah, you must love smoothies"

"Helps with the post-partum regime" Onika shrugs making the other woman nod along to her words

"Congratulations, you wouldn't even guessed. You look amazing." She sent a soft smile toward Onika, her eyes looked the shorter woman up and down and the brunette couldn't help but to feel slightly uneasy

"Awh, thanks...I should go"

"Of course"

And with that Onika stepped around the other woman and rolled her cart away. Leaving the other woman watching her walk away

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After the incident, the rest of Onika's shopping went without a hitch. She quickly gathered what she needed, paid and made her way out to the parking lot where her car was. As she was putting things in the boot a voice cut through her thoughts.

"Well hello again"

Onika swirls around to the familiar voice to find the woman she bumped into standing there, her brows instantly knitted in wonder

"We have to stop meeting like this, one more time and I'll think you're stalking me" the woman joked but all Onika could do was give her a straight face, stalker her? Isn't she the one—

"Right..."

"Sorry I have a very dry sense of humour" the blonde chuckles taking a step toward Onika

"Uhm, yeah no, it's fine" it wasn't but she was trying to be nice. You never know which way these white folks would turn.

Onika quickly turns back to continue with her task just then the woman spoke again