KHAYA'S POV _
It was evening, I was on my couch watching TV. Zimmy was eating pizza, playing with her phone. The door opened. Mnqobi and Petu came in carrying a plastic.
Mnqobi: "Good evening beautiful people." Beautiful people?? People who are in love irritate me.
Khaya: "Hello Petu."
Petu: "Hi guys." They sat on the couch.
Mnqobi: "What are you guys watching?"
Khaya: "Isn't royal council starting this week Mnqobi?"
Mnqobi: "If it is, why are you here Mr advisor? You're supposed to be with Sibonelo as of now."
Khaya: "I'm going home in an hour."
Mnqobi: "I'll go with you mos. So what's the problem?" He took off her heels, placing her feet on his lap massaging them. What was going on? "Are you comfortable now?"
Petu: "Yes baby. Can you please get me a spoon first?"
Mnqobi: "Of course." He went to the kitchen to fetch one and sat back down in the same position. Heeee, Mnqobi was in love. What about Nothando? "Let me taste."
Petu: "It's nice." She fed him a spoon of ice cream. I shook my head, looking back at the TV. This was going to be a mess. I wonder if he told her about his marriage. I'll obviously have to ask him when we go home. Petu is not really my friend but she's close. She doesn't deserve what's about to happen.
Zimmy: "I'm going to bed." She got up. "Please let me know when you leave so I can lock up." She says to me.
Khaya: "You're throwing me out of my own house?"
Zimmy: "I'm not throwing you out, I'm asking you to let me know when you guys go."
Khaya: "You don't want to hang out with us?"
Zimmy: "I want to be in bed for a bit. I'm feeling cold."
Khaya: "Should I put the heater on?"
Zimmy: "No that's too much. It's okay Khaya." She walked to the bedroom.
Mnqobi: "Really bra?"
Khaya: "What?"
Mnqobi: "She's feeling cold Khaya."
Khaya: "I offered a heater, she said no. You heard her."
Petu: "Maybe she was hoping for a different kind of heater."
Khaya: "I only have a gas one. I don't have a different kind. It's pretty effective on its own."
Mnqobi: "Don't entertain him baby. He knows exactly what we mean, he's just avoiding it."
Petu: "Khaya, she likes you."
Khaya: "That is not a good idea, Petu. Very not good."
Mnqobi: "Come on bra."
Khaya: "I don't know why you people refuse to understand me. I don't want to ruin my friendship with Zimmy. I hardly have friends. I don't have the luxury to fuck up. I'm still going through shit and I need people on my side."
Mnqobi: "I mean I do get you. On top of that, you ghost people after you hit so maybe it's for the best you keep your distance."
Khaya: "So you're not sharing the ice cream you two brought into my house?"
Mnqobi: "No. Get your own."
Khaya: "Leave my house then."
Mnqobi: "Make me Khaya."
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