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Alex POV
Today was just one of those long tiresome days. I've been running errands and doing business for the entire day and I was exhausted.
I can't tell the last time since this week that I got a good sleep. My entire weekend was busy right through to this week. To make matters worst, the earliest I've gone home since the week is around eleven pm.
Earlier today, I was in Negril along with my brother Raymond, meeting with a business associate. By the time we ended and we all came to a mutual understanding, it was around 4:47 pm. The drive from Negril back to Kingston took me nearly four full hours because of the bit of traffic. By the time I finally arrived back in Kingston it was already after eight.
I am tired and my body feels dirty from the long travel and busy day. Whenever, I spend the entire day away from home and even worst outside of Kingston, I always feel as if dirt fell on me. Something about the hot air, or being around a lot of people for an extended period usually has me feeling sweaty and dirty. I just want to go home but I have to make one last stop for the evening.
I almost forgot that I had promised to stop by my new restaurant. Ambrosial Restaurant and Bar opened two weeks ago and it was already a big hit. I had been so busy with other businesses that I only had a chance to stop by once in the first week that it was open.
As far as I could tell, the place was much more of a hotspot over a couple of weeks after opening. The manager Garth asked if I could stop by to see how things were running if everything was to my suiting. I had told him that I would stop by sometime this week just to briefly do a monitor of what was taking place.
Even though I was tired, I decided to still make a quick stop by since it was on the way. I have to pass the place before heading home so it makes sense just to pop on for about five minutes. Furthermore, the way my days sometimes get busy since lately, I may not find another time this week.
"Bredda, mi ago mek a turnoff and quick stop a di restaurant enu," I say to Raymond upon nearing the location. "Jus a mek a quick run thru, give di place a likkle once ova."
*(Brother, I'm going to make a quick stop at the restaurant okay.)*
*(Just going to take a quick run through and check up on the place/ give the place a little inspection)*
Raymond and I had traveled together to Negril in my car. We are practically neighbors so as soon as I reach home, he would do.
"Yea, dat gud man." Raymond nods. "Myself did want come down here come see wa a gwaan. Hear seh di place a gwaan gud so far. All Marsha from Barbican a tell mi seh it av a buzz."
*(Yeah, that's alright. )*
*(Myself wanted to come down here to see what is going on. I heard that the place is doing well so far. Even Marsha from Barbican told me that it's a vibe/great)*
"Yuh know from long time seh from my name attached to anything it must have a buzz." I say with a cocky smirk before turning into the compound.
*(You know that from a long time ago that anything that my name is attached to, must be great)*
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