After that long-awaited and deserved jog, my friends message me.
‘Sissy, I heard you’re here already! Let’s party!!!’
‘Yeah, right, let’s meet this afternoon.’
Then I replied to the chatroom.
‘I just came last night. Let me be with my parents. Let’s meet tomorrow?”
‘Great!’
‘Will six be good?’
‘Sure!’
I was about to take a shower when my phone beeped again and notified me of a message. It came from Michael Brown.
‘Can we meet tomorrow? I just have a project to ask you about.’
I replied after my shower. I don’t want him to think that I am so engrossed with his messages. While in the shower, I was practicing what I will reply to him. When I was done I took my phone and replied.
‘Can we meet around two in the afternoon? I have to meet my friends at night?’
‘Oh sure. Can I visit yo
