TRIGGER!!!
THIS CHAPTER HAS ALOT OF KISSING AND MATURE CONTENT IG.
IF YOU UNDER 14 AND READING THIS, PLEASE SKIP TO THE NEXT CHAPTER. AND IF YOU A SENSITIVE READER, PLEASE SKIP THIS CHAPTER.
LIKE RIGHT NOW! I'M WARNING YOU.
LUYOLO MADLINGOZI
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After my little intimate session with Cuma, we went down to the others. And we danced for like 3 hours straight.
Then at 3am the party ended and I drove her and Mpumi back to her house.
Now, today she's coming over to my house for the study/catching up session and I'm not sure if I'll be a good use today, judging by the HORRIBLE hangover I have.
Last night I had too many beers and vodka's. I'm still shook in how I got back home, safely without getting involved in a car accident.
It's 12 o'clock, and I'm currently getting dressed. Should still be in bed but for Cuma I'd do anything.
I wear one Brent faiyaz hoodie and a basketball short.
I walk downstairs to go make myself a hangover smoothy.
"Molo Khanyi," I say seeing her in the living room watching nickelodeon in a lousy outfit and teddybear slippers. She raises her arm and waves. "Uphi umama no Khanya?"
-Morning /hello. Where's mama and Khanya?
"Umama went to the gym. Then Khanya is somewhere in this house." she shouts out loud from the distant living room.
I take out my ingredients for the smoothy and I put them into the blender. I added alot of paprika and chilli flakes while everything mixed together.
I pour everything into a glass and I down it as quickly as I can so I don't have to taste majority of it.
"Looks like somebody had crazy night." Khanya says walking into the kitchen all dressed up.
I drop the glass into the sink and I rinse it with water.
"Yho, awufuni no kwazi. And then, wena uyaphi all dressed up?"
-You don't want to know. Where are you going all dressed up?
"I'm going out with my friends. We're going to Gold reef City." she says taking out a bowl for her Coco-pops.
"Without Khanyi?"
"Yeah, she's not part of my friend group. She has her own friends and I have my own friends." I raise my left brow at her. "We already look alike, it's worse if we hang out at school together." she puts the box of coco-pops back in the kitchen cupboard.
"Exactly." Khanyi's voice echoes through the kitchen as she drops her bowl into the sink.
"You two are abnormal twins,"
I grab myself a bottle of water from the fridge.
"We know," They both say in sync.
My sisters relationship was very weird, I mean they didn't hate each other but ever since they got to high school, they weren't spending time together as usual.
They even stopped doing the same hairstyles, phone cases and fashion sense.
Khanya was more of a diva, her aesthetic was wholesum. Khanya on the other hand, didn't really give a fuck, she had an emo/y2k aesthetic.
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