Sweet Turned Sour
Joanna's POV I sighed in defeat at her tone of voice and dialed his number. "Wait, how did my chicken and chips finish so fast?" "You stress eat." Harmony cackled. "Shut up you imb__" "Hello?" His deep voice cut me off. "Hy?" I said nervously. "How are you?" "Am good," He replied curtly. "Okay." "Put it on speaker." Tenda mouthed. "Sow how have you been?" I questioned. "Cool," He replied, in that same curt manner. "You've been off for a while and you are replying differently, what's going on, because I don't get you anymore." "Nothing's going on, as I said, am good." "Alright, if you say so, are you home?" "Yeah, any problem?" "How can he be asking her if there's any problem, that dude is up to something and I can tell from a hundred-mile radius that it isn't good," Harmony
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