Same day...
8:53p.m.•𝐊 𝐀' 𝐌 𝐎 𝐔 𝐑 𝐀•
After what happened hours ago, I told Sadie how I felt, and she offered a girls night out.
We're now getting ready to go to a club. She also called Christine, so you guys know what that means.
Finna get litttt!
Anyways, Sadie restyled my wig today, so yup, I'm wearing it again.
I love my wig, thanks.
And I'm wear a black 'kiss' blouse, a black leather skirt and a pair of high black boots.
And you know...they're all from Shein. I'll forever be a Shein girl, idc, idc.
"Yeah gyal!" Sadie smiles. Oh, I love her.
She's been a great friend over the short period of time that I met her.
Did I mention that she's getting ready over here? Yeah, she is.
Then afterwards, we're going to pick up Christine.
"All you baby! Yuh angle dat!" We laugh.
"Two a we angle, ready we ready!" I laugh as I take up my bag, then follow her through the door.
• • •
According to Sadie, we're minutes away from Christine's house.
We're singing and blasting music as we drive.
"Which gyal fi beat mih, bitch yuh lick yuh head!?" We sing along to Stefflon Don's—#DeadGyalWalking.
Make me tell unnuh dhiss, this' a mater piece! The don ate and left no crumbs!
And me? Me personally believe say Stefflon Don won the war. Argue wit' unnuh parents.
This shii was a war, not children arguing in primary school. All Jada did a do, a cuss like pickney, and dat a just dat.
"Mussi the coke weh yuh take innah yuh nose nose make yuh figet yuh bodies! Kill you and the ten man yuh fuck fi ten gran'!" We sing along.
"Pull up, pull up!" Sadie starts over the song, laugh.
"You issa dead gyal walking!"
• • •
Soon after, we're at Christine house. And when me tell yuh say this place is beautiful!
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Diversos19 year old Ka'Moura moved from her small community in St. Thomas called 'Stony Hill', where she was suffering from poverty, to start a new life...a better on in the city...In the town rather. Wah dem say when a country girl move to the city? 𝐂𝐨𝐮...