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FIVE days and FOREVER

Copyright 2017/2018

-Anya Amarachi Jacinth

Day One

Day 1

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We retired and ended up going back to his car. I didn't step in immediately since I was wet and had sand stuck to my body.

I only brought my bag out to check for my clothes of yesterday.

"Do you think there'd be a bathroom here so we could wash up?"

"There is," He replied. "But I doubt that it'll be convenient."

I suddenly felt energy drained. "Well, that sucks."

"Why not we try our luck and see how well it could be managed?"

I nodded as he showed me where the bathroom was.

Throughout the walk, we both had to act like nothing just happened between us.

That was the best way not to make things get awkward or anything.

I entered the bathroom and checked every stall one by one. They were all messed up.

I finally found one that was partially clean but I would never use on a norms if I was to be in a different area.

I flushed the toilet. I brought out wipes from my bag and cleaned the seat.

I searched for if they had any antiseptic, detergent and a scrubbing brush so I could do wonders for the place before using it.

I scrubbed like my life depended on it. The walls, the floors and the toilet itself. All these, I did barefoot.

Don't think I didn't feel irritated. I was irritated to the core but it was for a good course. I needed to shower.

When I was done with everything and rinsing it off, I decided to get showering.

Fuck accolades, I deserved a paycheck for what I had done.

I rinsed every single part of my body like I had fallen into a bag of shit.

When I was done, I opened my bag, which was hung on the door handle, to know if I had some spare undies.

I didn't have any bras but I had panties.

My mum always told me to carry extra of those in case of bad days or when my period comes unwantedly.

Being that I had small boobs, it didn't really make a difference if I wore a bra or not. It wasn't so obvious.

Okay... TMI.

I came out of the stall and used the mirror to at least pack my hair in a presentable way.

When I stepped out of the bathroom, I saw Dennis standing with a pair of flip-flops in his hand.

"You sure take a lot of time to clean up," He smiled and handed me the flip-flops.

I smiled too and accepted his offer. "Thanks." I dropped it to the floor and wore it.

I flipped my hair to the back because it came to my face when I bent down. I looked back at him.

"So, where next?" I asked.

To face the reality of the situation, I honestly didn't know where next I'd be going.

I think I should have phoned one of my friends to stay over at their house.

Or maybe I could call my mum by five to know where she kept the spare keys.