I settled into the taxi, the faint hum of the engine lulling me as I reached into my bag and pulled out my phone. I tapped into WhatsApp, quickly sending a text to Dwayne. On my way. No need to wait for a reply. He’d see it when he saw it.
With a swipe, I switched over to Spotify, my finger lingering before pressing play on TOXIC by Kehlani. The beat hit, washing over me, filling the car with a familiar rhythm. Closing the app, I turned off my screen and leaned back, letting the music drown out everything around me.
As I looked out the window, my mind drifted.
Cyah wait fi pay day
Minutes later, the taxi stopped in front of the clinic. I handed the driver his fare, waiting for him give me my change change. Once I got it, I slipped out of the car clutching unto my bag and Stanley cup, I walked towards the clinic entrance, mentally preparing for the day ahead.
Another day...
Now i wish i was still in negril
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𝕯𝖜𝖆𝖞𝖓𝖊 𝕳𝖆𝖗𝖛𝖊𝖞 𝕻.𝕺.𝖁 💙🌚 📍ᴄʟɪɴɪᴄ || ⏰ 7:21 ᴀ.ᴍ ||
Seeing a message pop up on my screen from dejanae: On my way. I slid my phone back into my pocket and made my way down to the reception area.
Maybe I should surprise her. Show her I can be that boyfriend who meets her halfway.
