Savannah… that place on your way to Muyenga… or from it. . .
Heineken brought to the table. Can is opened. . . a sip taken.
Water is ordered. Medicine swallowed. . . back to Heineken. . .
Change of venue suggested. Pangs of hunger manifest.
She who shall not be mentioned is at pizza place. Still elicits a stare.
Pizza received… eaten in car. Phone call made. Seem to have missed cinema proggie.
Garden city seems like a plan.
Bump into a pal. She says Rouge. Nasty observation is made.
One Tusker later, Garden city is NOT a plan. Relocate. . .
Bubbles is new destination
Two shots of tequila. . .Beer afterwards. Phone call made
Can get into Rouge without paying. Heh.
Enter Rouge. Meet close family friend
. . .and more Tusker
Meet pal again. Hug. Bliss!
1am . . . or thereabouts
Night is going on without incident. . .
She who shall not be mentioned is here.
Still attracts gazes
Dress hugging Â her for dear life.
Beer goggles start to form.
Everyone is a goddess.
Some dancing occurs
Family friend offers a pack (of playing cards?)
Close inspection reveals they ARE NOT PLAYING CARDS
Texts from last night
…of which thereâ€™s no recollection
â€œYou might want to keep me out of trouble, itâ€™s what elder sisters doâ€
â€œThe usual, slaps, kicks, pregnancies and allâ€
â€œI see myself getting wasted badly, If this text makes sense, I might surviveâ€™
â€œThat guy eats babiesâ€
â€œLook. A Messageâ€