Malex Picspam

wewe walk into the club, standing at the juu of the spiral staircase, watching her give instructions to the few other employees that occupy the floor. wewe reach up and touch the moyo mkufu she gave you, unsure of what you’re about to do. Your moyo hurts just thinking about it, but it’s the right thing to do, isn’t it? No one is going to accept wewe two and wewe can’t take the stress of being rejected kwa everyone wewe know and love. wewe slowly make your way down the stairs, steadying yourself on the handrail. wewe stop at the bar, waiting for her to turn around.

“Hey you,” she says,...

wewe walk in the front door and before wewe can close it, she’s standing in front of you.

“Traffic on the way nyumbani from school,” she says.

“Yeah, mom,” wewe say, rolling your eyes and walking past her into the kitchen. wewe weren’t in the mood for her games, wewe just wanted to onyesha up long enough for her to get off your case and let wewe go see Alex again.

“I know wewe weren’t at Summer’s last night,” she calls from the foyer as she comes to meet wewe in the kitchen.

“Oh really now,” wewe say, pulling out the machungwa, chungwa juisi and taking a drink, not even bothering with a glass.

“Marissa,...

wewe wake up, blinded kwa the light coming in through the curtains. wewe don’t open your eyes because wewe feel arms wrapped around wewe and you’re scared you’d wake whoever it is. Instead, wewe sigh and curl up closer, trying to fall back asleep. For some reason, wewe feel good about yourself, even though wewe can’t remember where wewe are, because wewe know it’s not home. wewe decide wewe should probably figure that out, so wewe open your eyes a little and see the blonde hair that’s across your shoulder and smile. wewe know exactly where you’re at, and it makes wewe all warm again. wewe lean...