Regain I ✔|EDITING|

chapter 8

One week later.

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I woke up to a storm outside. I rubbed my eyes open, got out of bed to feel the cold brees between my feet. Damn why this weather. Out of all days. I wanted this day to be great but weather wasn't a factor I could control. If it was, I would adjust it to meet Ama for our first session on a sunny day.

I got up and checked the time on my phone. Good its still 8 or I'd have to rush myself. I charged my phone and went to the shower. I got out and steam was still visible coming into my room. God how long did I take. A 20min shower hey, not as much as I thought it would be.

I wore dark blue jeans, a vest then a long sleeved red shirt with a sweater. I went downstairs to take my coat and make myself some breakfast.

"What shall you have" I mumbled to myself. "Ham and cheese, bacon and eggs,pancakes, sandwhich?" Then I looked at the food and smiled "Yesss I'll have me some pancakes."

I mixed the dough as I continued to talk to myself. I do that sometimes. These 4 walls can be one of the loneliest places, no one to talk to but your utensils.(sigh)

I put the dough onto the pan and fried them.

They came out perfect. I made myself a cup of expresso and made 4 linings of chocolate sauce on my pancakes.

Time to dig in. I walked over to the living room and turned on the TV.

"What to watch, what to watch." I mumbled as I scanned through the channels until I stopped at a comedy show.

I dropped onto the couch. Said my prayers and dug into my food while I cracked a laugh here and there.

I finished up and got ready to leave. I was still amused by the show. Keeping on replaying funny moments in my head where you just had to laugh. I wore my coat, took my keys and left the residence.

I got into the car, popped a tic tac in my mouth and got out as my security opened and closed the gate.

These where the only people I associated with except for the maids who occasionally came and cleaned my house.

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I was driving when a thought popped up.

I know it's law not to text and drive but its just a little call. I look down at my phone and dialed Ama.

(Tring tring)

Damn,why isn't she picking up.

It finally stopped ringing.

"Finally you pick up, you there yet?"

"Oh my gosh!" was all she said before she what I assumed was ruffling and then she hung up the phone.

Well now I know who's going to be late. I laughed as I put my phone down on the passenger seat.

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I sat there just checking my emails and updates on my phone. Always stay alert.

The studio looked great. A nice lounge where we could brainstorm and the recording room right here.

Out of nowhere a rushed Ama barged in the room. This was amusing. Her hand bag wasn't even packed properly. Her hair was wet leaving little hairs stuck on her face. She still looked cute.

"I'm so so so sorry I'm late, its not that I'm busy I just.." I stood up and held both of her shoulders. Interrupting her as I said "Its fine aslong as you are here."