Gia, a savvy Jamaican, finds herself drawn to Nile, a rising young artist. Their journey through challenges and love unfolds with a slow burn, infused with satirical humor, as they navigate their own challenges as well as their budding romance again...
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📍17 Waterloo Rd, Kingston and St.Andrew, Jamaica
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GEORGIA HOLDEN
I settled by the bar, my fingers lightly gliding along the rim of my wine glass. With a sip, I felt the warmth of the drink spreading through me, soothing and comforting.
It kinda understandable how people become alcoholics.
With a small burst of excitement, I lean in to Nile,"Can tek wah video a me?"
Nile nodded, at my request then reached for his phone as I rose from my seat. At the thought of him using his phone to do it a surge of happiness filled me causing me to smile, glass in hand I twirl, to the beat of the music that played in the background.
Yuh see that? Now him have a video of me inna him phone! Yah fih be smart.
As I settle back into my seat, a couple, few chairs away catches my attention. Their voices rise, and I can sense the tension building between them. The woman's gestures are animated, her frustration evident, while the man's expression tightened with each word.
"Mind mi affi open up mi market mouth in yah eno big eye bwoy!" The woman now started speaking loudly.
"Yuh pussyole bigga than mi eye, yuh have pickney fimi, mi eye a virgin!"
But Jesas-
The ghettooo!
Drunk people say the darnedest things, that was our cue to leave.
I nudged Nile softly while downing the last of my third glass of Midnight Millionaire that he paid for.
A one thing eno whenever this man and I go out, mi nah fih spend a dime.
