"Babe where am i meeting you?" Katy on a call asked Winny. "I told you we were to meet at Hulder's cafe, you forgot?" Winny responded a little bit agitated. "Hulder's cafe please" Katy told the driver. "Alright beautiful" the driver responded. At the cafe, Winny had already pulled up with her gang, both clad in splendid clothes. Amidst them was Ted, a sophisticated fella that Winny always told Katy about. "Hey guys, i bet am not late" Katy asked sheepishly.
"Is she shy?" Ted whispered to Faith, whom i later heard she was a choir leader in her Church. " I think so, but it doesn't matter, do you see her hair and shoes, man she is breathtakingly toptier, her game is way to out our league" Faith replied now not whispering. "Guys meet Katy, my bestie, she's my designer, guess you can tell from her dungaree". Winny said being very proud of her bestie. "Okay, let's hit the road now" Winny added. At the bus, it was interestingly fun since it gave an opportunity for everyone to know about their newly met friends.
At a distance, they could see a huge tent perched on the adjacent of a vast land, the land was respendently green. The tent was white in colour, the crowd had begun gathering and speakers would be heard at a far, their loud sounds seemingly making their intestines tingle. The driver seemed to know the place well, he pulled up at the exact place they were to meet Winny's other friends. Inside the compound, Winny and her companions joined with the other friends and together sought for a place to sit.
On the stage, were plays which would be followed my intermittent music. It didn't take long untill all were settled. The silence was followed by a coarse melody, a sound coming from a hidden place, the entire crowd began searching for the direction from which the sound was coming from, Faith felt the sound was unidirectional,so she threw her gaze on her left side ready to see if she'll catch a glimpse of the artist. Suddenly, at the middle of the crowd everyone saw a way being created and it dawned in everyone's head that the artist was just amidst them
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𝙄 𝘼𝙈 𝙏𝙊𝙇𝘿 𝙏𝙊 𝘿𝙊
Short StoryThis story reflects on much happening in the society. one being the plight of women in the name of roles. For instance how ladies are mean't to expose themselves in music videos and films while the male counterparts are the one's dictating what shou...
