=5:42am, 16th February 2016=
ONE MORE DAY
"Naya Everton, you're going to be late!"
"So be it... just go away. Let me sleep, pleeeease."
"Your friend, Silas, texted me to make sure you weren't snoozing your way to work. Seems like a fine young man..."
"What?" [At the mention of Silas, Naya immediately snaps her head towards her Mother.]
"Sounds hot too."
"MOM!" [Naya is flustered] "How did he even get your number?"
"I put it on the app while I was signing up for you."
"Why in the f-" [Naya's Mother eyes her cautiously] "-lying fishballs would you do that?"
"To contact me if you weren't picking up of course. Besides, it worked, didn't it? He said he'll be back tomorrow to wake you."
[A smile creeped onto Naya's face as she smothered them into the pillow.]
"Okay."
IN THE COCKPIT
"Silas, you up for another day? Jared backed out because his Wife just went into labour."
"Thought I was on till tomorrow?"
"You are but the boss is asking if you can stay another day in stead of Jared."
"Ah shucks, don't think I can, mate. Sorry."
"Meeting someone?"
"Something like that."
YOU ARE READING
Clinomania
Short StoryShort story with tablespoons of romance, teaspoons of comedy and pinches of drama. highest @ #12, thank you for all the love - "Who the fuck is this? It's five in the morning!" "What a rude salutation. This is Silas and I'm supposed to wake you up...
