𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐓𝐨 𝐓𝐨𝐰𝐧. [𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆]

•𝟎𝟐𝟎

Montez Incorporation📍
Tuesday, June 13
11:11a.m.

•K A' M O U R A•

"Ready?" Kimali asks, hovering over my table.

It's my lunchtime and he says he wants to take me to lunch.

I did tell him no because the people here will suspect things and have suspicions, but y'all know Kimali.

"Ka' Moura." I don't answer him, he hiss. "Come on no, babes." He says a little louder.

"Kimali!" I whisper yell, looking around.

"If we deh, dat navv nuhn fih do wid nobody innah diss. Anybody who cyah mind dem business a gahh dem yawd." He shrugs nonchalantly. He doesn't get it.

They will think I'm favored because he gets to go in my pants/ we're together.

But clearly he doesn't care about what they think. So shouldn't you.

I mentally groan.

"Okay," I stand to my feet and take up my bag.

He smirks.

"Yuh want fi eat?" He asks as he opens the door for me to exit the building.

"I don't know." I answer him dryly. I still think these people will have a lot to say.

"Wahm to yuh?" He asks, squinting his eyebrows.

"Nothing." I shrug.

"Ka' Moura." He hiss, stopping in his tracks. Wah people say or think navv nuhn fi do wit' we."

"I know. But they'll be thinking and saying a lot of things. And I really can't bother with that." I try.

He hiss. "Ah, wah we keep it lowkey, dat yahh say?"

"Yes, bu—"

"Ahh." He unlocks his car. This me no like wid him more while annuh.

"Kimali—"

"Wah yuh want fi eat?"

"Kiss mih fucking teeth! Mih nahh go nowehh." I storm off, leaving him in his tracks.

Fucking, cho—

Imagine we no reach nowehh and a argue ova foolishness. Dhiss make sense? Mmcht.

A edyat alone me see behave so innuh. No know how fi communicate.

My phone pings as I open the door to enter the building.

I look down at the screen and hiss.

Kimali🩷.
Mih get wah yuh did a say, babe. Just come on no.