The One Night Stand.

“Hello, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, I didn’t know anyone was there. Are you okay?” He says, trying to check me gently all over for injuries or anything. And even in the dim lighting, I can see his soft smile.He’s probably laughing at the stupid girl who’s been looking at him as if she could swallow him all in one piece. All of a sudden, my bitchiness reappears. I’m angry because of everything and nothing at the same time. “I am okay. Thank you,” I say as I snatch my arms from his hand angrily.“Maybe next time, you should watch where you’re going very carefully though.” I turn to leave, happy that I was able to find my stupid voice to at least has said something.“Alright. I’m sorry again. I was so distracted. Please, let me buy you a drink,” I try to look at him more carefully but he only smiles more and says, “Please? Just take me to your table. I’d buy just one drink. I feel really bad, please?”And I could say that’s what did it. Well, not just the gesture but the stupid dog grin al

"Tess, are you okay?" it's my best friend. Since we got home after that night, she's been unusually weird and she said it's me that's being weird. How?Well, maybe because we usually talk about everything yet I haven't said a word about what happened the other day and she hasn't asked. It's just crazy but everything will be fine. I just don't want her to fret that I had the best sex and time of my life with a handsome nameless stranger. And trust Josephine to be really scared at that. She knows that no matter how bad bitch I am, I'm still a softie and a traditional lover girl at heart. However, I have to make sure she doesn't worry. Not that I won't tell her, but not yet. I honestly don't know what I'm waiting for, maybe to be sure it's not a dream since but I guess it's not cos dreams have never been so happy for me. And that was way too vivid to be a dream. But then, I also think that if it were a dream, I wouldn't have wanted to wake up so soon because why would life be that perfec

"Girl, you're definitely kidding!" Vera laughs hysterically, making Jose join her."No, wait. Common! The man hit on you? Like continually? Guys, don't laugh. Stop now, don't laugh," but Tolani keeps on laughing as she's talking. And since I dropped the bomb, Kaisha hasn't been able to say a thing, she's been too busy laughing. She only asked if he was indeed bald and then fired up her laughter. I do blame myself for springing it up on them. I was just going to mention it like a passing thought since what I actually wanted to tell them was Jose still working at the school. And now, in our once-weekly or whenever-we-can virtual meeting, they're all laughing."Guys, stop. I trust Tess to hold her own against any bald lover-man, or boss," Jose chokes out and they all go another round laughing. But she continues, "Y'all, I wanted to tell you something else. Something sweet. You see, our girl here has a loverrrrr boy." She drags out and I groan and start walking to the room but Jose pulls

Rnnnng rnnng… rrmnnnggggOh, fuck! I hate alarms. And why do I even have an alarm on?? Last I checked, I was jobless. Oh my God! Oh my freaking!!! I jump out of bed and grab my phone to check the time. Oh my God! 8:00 am! Damn! Why the fuck did Jose not wake me?I see my answer as I slide my eyes over to the next room where I see Josephine snoring her ass off. Her boss will kill her, I think, as I almost laugh but I run over and smack her instead. It's crazy because even on weekends, this has never happened. So why does it have to happen on a Monday? My first day of work for fuck's sake?Jose rushes up and runs to the bathroom. I join her immediately and in five minutes, we are both out, still not saying a thing because we don't have the time for words. Before 8:30, we are both out of the house.Yes, it's my first day and work resumes by 9:00 am, but the steely-eyed Rachel –the receptionist–had told me to come early so she could show me around. And she didn't seem like she liked me, n

So we take the rest of the day to get cosy and discuss business plans. Not only is she a pastry chef, but she also cooks intercontinental dishes, so we agree that starting all might be too much and stressful to handle, and after much deliberation, she decides to start with pastries and desserts first. We draw up a business plan, create our buyer persona, and note that her target audience is brides-to-be or events and we decide to get in touch with an events planner to make everything better. Then she remembers that Tolani has a friend who does event planning, so we make a note to tell her after we break it to the girls. "And by the way, babe, they'll be so pissed at you for taking the fun away from them," I laugh because that's so apt, "Don't worry, I have the girls in my palm. I'll handle it, and there's still a lot more to discuss, and a lot more to do, but I think we've done so well for one night. Don't you think?" And then she looks teary again so I quickly bark at her to not get