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📍St. Catherine, Jamaica | Spanish Town
The Next Day | Sunday, April 21st
10 PM ⏰
"Girl! A suh comes me call yuh," I begin to say, throwing the blouse I was holding onto the bed.
Three outfits down and nothing...
"Me nuh know what constitutes as club outfits these days, memba seh me tan ah my yaad morewhile enuh"
A dis yuh call frustration.
I adjust the phone camera, staring at Ivy on the other end of the Facetime call.
"The blue dress did nice, but di two-piece brown set a me favorite" she replies, adjusting her headtie around her forehead.
I kiss my teeth, blowing a puff of air through my lips, causing them to flap around from the vibration.
"But me batty did outta doh..." I scorn, assessing the outfit in question once more.
It cute enuh, but it's so revealing.
"So? Wah wrong wid dat? Camille if me did have yuh body me woulda walk round naked, swear to God" she proclaims, placing her hand over her heart.
She's so unserious.
"Come tek it den nuh! Me will cut it off and send it come gih yuh by tomorrow evening" I joke, taking a seat next to the clothes on the bed.
She laughs, shaking her head at the nonsense I was beginning to spew.
"Wear the two-piece, such man nah guh be able fi tek him hands offa yuh tonight..." she smirks, getting closer to the camera.
Den nuh dat me fraid ah...
If him ketch me, him nah let me go.
"Him a womb shifter enuh," I chuckle, lowering my voice.
Haffi hide and talk.
Cause he's not going to make us late tonight.
"All now me still cyaa walk after last night"
It felt weird talking about my sex life so openly, but Ivy always made me feel comfortable.
She was a girls girl at heart.
Plus she always get me joke dem.
"A dat dem call bedroom bully?" she questions facetiously, and in seconds we've erupted in a shared fit of giggles.
Swear we come in like some likkle pickney.
"Suh when yah come back a Ville?" she asks once we've calmed down.
"Uhh...Tuesday evening? Yea. Bout dem time deh" I reply, standing up from the bed.
I have like two hours to get dressed.
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