MICHAEL

The inayofuata Morning
Michael was the first one to wake up. He turned and looked at Janelle, who was still asleep. He looked at the meza, jedwali clock and saw that it was almost 11am. He turned back to Janelle and tapped her on the shoulder.
"Janelle? hujambo Janelle, it's time to wake up." He whispered.
She moved slightly, but didn't wake up. Michael got out of the kitanda carefully and stretched and went over to Janelle's side. He put his hand on her shoulder and shook her a little.
"Janelle? Wake up, Janelle. It's 11am."
She still wouldn't wake up. He leaned down and kissed her cheek and she woke up.
"AH!" She screamed...

It was another siku without Michael. Wait until it's a year. My phone rung "Hello. This is depression you're calling. What wewe want?" I groaned "Hey , single lady. It's Danny." He answered. I quickly hung up the phone. It rung again "What do wewe want from me?" I moaned "I got something for wewe , babe." He alisema as I quickly woke up "First. I'm not your babe. Secondly. What did wewe get?" I asked as he chuckled "I'm coming over today." He whispered as I looked at the phone like: The fuck. I hung up and stayed in kitanda drinking a glass of Whiskey as the door opened "Danny , what have wewe brought...