Zizwe won't let me drive him...

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An hour into the movie, Zizwe walks in looking all fresh and yummy, in a dusty pink suit. This is the same heavy guy that fell and waited for me to pick him up from the floor to the bed. "Weren't you dying an hour ago?" "I was but there's an important job I need to do." He tells me before kissing my forehead and then he turns to leave. "Where are you going without me?" I ask him. "There's something I need to do real quick. I'll be back before you know it." "Don't make me sound clingy. I quit my job so I can drive you." I remind him. "I didn't force you Kenya." His own shocks him too. He apologises but I still don't let him leave without me. "Go change into something decent." I look at my vest, shorts and sneakers. There's nothing wrong with my outfit. I tell him that too. "

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