51.

Nikki

Today Chantel and I were meeting up at our usual chill spot, for our weekly kiki session. I’m getting dressed and I get text from Chantel to pick her up from her house because her car was in for repairs. I put on my leggings and over size t-shirt, my sneaker and I tie my hair up into a puff and leave. I get into my Ford Ranger and leave my mother’s parking lot.

I make the thirty-minute drive to Chantel’s apartment complex and find her waiting outside for me.

“Hey girl, looking cute as always,” she greets as she puts her seatbelt on.

“Girl, stop it. You look good and you smell good too, is that the perfume Charles got for you?”

She nods, “Yes honey and let me tell you the amount of dudes that have come up to me and asked me out, tell me I smell good and all,”

I laugh, “I would to.”

She rolls her eyes, “You wish, if you were a dude, you’d be ugly.”

I laugh, “So would you bitch,”

I drive out of the parking, and we make our way to the Maboneng Precinct, a small little strip