A blond girl stood in front of a ramen, mashua duka eagerly awaiting someone to come along. Everybody stared at her, her looks could make anyone envious just from a single glance. She had long blond hair tied in 2 gppony, pony tails on the side of her head that reached her mid-thigh, a spaghetti-strap dress that was dark blue just above the knees with a white ukanda around the waist, a silver kuvuka, msalaba collar, alama and white kujaa with a ribbon at the tip. Who was it? Obviously it was Utau. She waited and waited for him, she became sick of waiting and called him...
"Yo, Kukai! Where are you?" Utau asked angrily.
"Sorry,...
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