Hey loves. What time for you?🩶
KWES NA'JOUR BOAZ
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Whitter Village, St. James
Wed, Sept 4th
3:14 PM
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"78?. . ." Lisa glanced around lifting the paper bag in her hand.
I raised the ticket. She got closer, added ketchup and straw, then picked up a juice holder.
"A when uno plan fi make we start throw out we own drinks again?" I teased, she started laughing guiltily.
"Ano me yuh fi ask," she blushed with a shrug.
"Uno use the virus as excuse," I smirked at her, others chimed in with their own thoughts.
"Yess mi bwoy. Tru dem wah give we likkle bit a juice."
"Anuh lie. Dem save more too."
"Flavor drinks?" her smile growing. My gaze turned to my friends. Man dem just glad dem a get dem fowl.
"Any flava babes," Blem, Stoner and Gradez quickly said. "Any flava."
She slid them to me.
"Lisa. . .mek mi ask you a question," I grabbed her attention. A smile stretching her lips.
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