Now make a choice, Dia!

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     "Krunhh"

    Her phone beeped. She was in the bathroom. The water in trails tracked the swells of her body down her legs. Bathing lukewarm had a perk to it.

    She reached for the soft and fluffy white towel by the window and dried up.

    She walked to the bed and picked up the phone.

    HEY BITCH!

    Popped up. Twas Zoe.

    NUTSACK.

     She sent.

     In no time, she'd slid into her singlet and her black string pant. Her phone popped a message up again.

    MAX'S DAD OWNS THAT HOTEL. MAX, THE GUY FROM THE PARTY.

    Dia typed back,

     MUST YOU REPEAT WHO MAX WAS? I AIN'T NO MUTT AND JEFF.

     She threw the phone back into the bed and threw herself in a sky blue shirt, black fancy trouser, and an odd colour jacket. The jacket was to matched with the stilleto.

     A touch of a sun shade, her phone, then her bag.

    Two messages had popped up again, but not now.

   A quick spray of the usual Nivea perf and she slammed the door.

    She walked towards the dining place. She sighed, the crazy fellows were no longer there.

    "You don't want to go hungry today again."

    That was her grandma. She wasn't all aged. At least she could still make egg and coffee for her.

    Dia walked to the table and ate a part of the egg and swigged from the cup of coffee.

    She hugged grandma, and kissed her bye.

     "Morning, ma. Bye. Love you."

    She hurried towards the door.

    "Your shades."

   Grandma called. She hurried back to get it. She had no idea when she dropped it.

    That was an opportunity to swig another mouthful of coffee.

   It spilled on her cloth.

    "Shit!"

   She got her handkerchief.

    "You could as well just stay and finish it. It's just 8:45 in the mornings, Ida. Dave won't strangle you if you're five minutes late."

    She got to the door and opened.

     "Dia!!!!!, Ima!"

     Dia screamed trying to emphasize her name. She had corrected the old woman times without number.

   She slammed the door as she heard grandma call again,

     "Alex stopped by!"

     Dia stopped walking. She wanted to go back and ask her when, but she shook her head.

   She hurried to the roadside and called at a taxi.

   Couldn't Alex just wake up and snap back to reality.

    She got into the taxi.

     "Saint Jone's"

    She said as the taxi driver drove off. She checked her phone,
    
     AND GUESS WHAT??????

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