I don't remember
“We, mnjinga, fanya haraka. Tutachelewa”. My twin sister Nai, short for Naimah (also short for Bitch) ordering me to hurry up whilst calling me stupid in Swahili. Not even ready herself but feels inconvenienced with me lounging around in my towel. We were only heading to a house party thrown by her so-called best friend, Staci, whom I am not fond of being around, but it has been a while since I went to a party. I was keen to let loose.
