INSEPARABLE

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If you're a Namibian and feel like you are unfamiliar with some of the places in the story, that's because I made them up.

I'm awesome 😊😂😂. But you are a reader. Imagine the places exist. 😊

💖💖💖Thank you for reading.
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"That was rude Shallo." Danny flumps  quietly next to me after I opened the door for her. Which i shouldn't have done because i knew she would judge my actions.

"I know. He deserved it."

"Where did he get the guts to come in here and act rude with me?"I continue.

"You should have given him his Stew." She says motioning her hand to the dog. Stew? What's that? A cow's name?

"Not after making me wash all that mud off him." I shake my head.

"Could it be that you have fallen inlove with his dog?" She is right. I love him. I want to stay with him. But I still want to teach Hot stuff a lesson, not to mess with me.

"Can we stop talking about Hot stuff and his dog for a- " I slap my hand over my mouth, squinting my eyes registering what I just said. These are things one should never say in front of someone like Danny.

"Oooooh! Hot stuff ey?! I knew you liked him." She says mocking me.

"Oh my word! You two would made a perfect pair. I can tell he's a sex god just by looking at that body. Oppa!" She moans and I smirk at her dirty action. I could never come to terms nor fathom the idea of being with someone as arrogant as Hot stuff.

"I don't like him, Alright? He's hot, yes. But I don't like him. He's so arrogant and grumpy and annoying. Everything bad. He's full of pride and he thinks the world revolves around him." I defend myself knowing fully well, Daniella Santos would never buy what I just spat out.

"Why didn't you tell me before?" She pokes my side with her index finger, wiggling her brows.

"Tell you what?" I shoot her a questionable look. My brows pulled in a furrow.

"THAT YOU LIKE HIM!!" She shouts a little too loud for my ears to handle. Why is she even shouting. I'm right next to her.

"Can't you talk without shouting? "

"He's really hot you know. Not even my brother could stand up to his level if he was alive."

" Jake was the most beautiful man I've ever met." I threatened, pointing a finger at her. 'Cause I know I am right!

"Really? Well, how about Mustafa's son? I even heard he will be going on camp too."

"I don't know him sweetheart. I've never met him. " I scoop Stew up. I am currently brushing his thick white fur. Is Danny falling for Frank's son? She keeps talking about him. If I ever meet him. I'll have to play Cupid for my bestfriend.

I hop up heading to the door. I am  now starving. I'm craving something with cheese in it to eat. Not Mac and cheese though. Maybe a cheeseburger, Pizza or Pie. Stew is probably hungry too. I order two big sized pies and some greek salad from Foodies. I really need to do grocery shopping for we ran out of some food items which I could have used to make our own salad.

Someone knocks and I rush to the door, to see if it was my order. Mr Cameron would always be the one to deliver my order, but this time; a dark skin handsome guy with a faded cut and  twists did. He's tall and everything. I don't really care how he looks .

What I really care about at the moment is food. I look up and caught him staring at me. Ok that's creepy. I allow myself a wry smile before my eyes curiously landed on his name tag. 'Andre King. Mustafa's industry' I read.

"You work for Frank?" I ask placing Stew on the ground in order to take my order from him.

"Yeah. I work at Foodies as a part-time deliverer too. Do you know Frank personally?"

"No. He was my late boyfriend's boss though. He worked as his advisor." Too much information Shallo. Talking to a guy that works for Frank, you must filter what you say or it will be used against you in front of Frank.

"Jake?" He asks curiously glancing at Stew.

"Yes. Jake."

"I'm sorry for your lose. Jake was an amazing person. Is that Stew?" Ok am I missing something I peer down at Stew who is playing around with my slipper.

"Yeah, you know him." I ask beaming so hard.

"Ashton's dog?" He says more like a question, taking out a white board and jot something on it.

"Ashton, who's Ashton." He looks at me taken aback. "Did you steal the dog or something?" I am left with no choice but to tell him what happened.

"He's Ashton sweetheart. That's his name."

Ashton.

"Your name?"

"Shallo. Shallo Pereira."

"Are you from Angola?" He asks, still looking down on his board.

"No. Well my family originated from that side."

"Oh, so did Ashton's family. You should date him. You'd make beautiful babies." I laugh so hard at his joke and how cheeky that sounds. Me and Hot stuff. As arrogant as he is. That doesn't even sound right. Hell no! I can only ever love Jake Santos.

Andre only smiles at me.

"Can I get your autograph." He laughs at his own joke. This guy is a vibe. I like him. Not in that way. But as in; he would make a great friend, cause he's funny and I like funny people. He hands me his board and pen and I sign. Pushing it back into his hands.

"I'll see you around Shallo." I wave him goodbye and close the door.

I prepare the table for Danny and I.  Adding Stew's plate. He is happily  wiggling his tail next to me. He must be hungry. I serve him some pie and he digs in. Danny comes downstairs a few minutes later. Sitting next to me and we eat in silence.