Chapter 38 Letting loose ICarl
"Rahim??..." I squinted my eyes trying to make out his face.
His black shiny hair which was well combed and gelled last time we met now looked disheveled. Like he ran his hands through it multiple times, just enough to make it lose shape. He was wearing a black Tee and a pair of black fitted jeans and white crocs. His face shone with a mixture of happiness and relief while I was still confused why he was standing at the kiki bar at 8pm on a saturday. After ignoring my calls and text, he had the guts to call out my name so casually like we were on an oh so great term.
I looked back to the entrance to see All three of them waiting, staring at me. Sasha whispered something to both Jo and Nameless and they both made the same facial expression before nodding an
