Yssa’s POV
Few minutes passed since Jessica left me with the birthday celebrant. And she was obviously having fun the dark-skinned nigga in front with a deep dimple on his left side. They were both operating the disk-like palette constantly turning and producing various type of sounds, mostly upbeat and alive to fit the theme of the occasion, which is a celebration of birth.
“I didn’t know Jessica could actually play that thing,” I honestly confessed.
“Nor do I,” Ashley agreed. “Well, I guess not every talent and skill can be read on the person’s face alone,” she added.
Afterward, her eyes rounded as if she remembered something. “Gosh! Did I just forgot to answer your question on me earlier?” she suddenly blurted out as she was reprimanded of the question I asked before th
