Lindokuhle got up. When he returned to his room he saw that Fezile was gone. Ona was all alone outside, hanging clothes on the line. 

“What happened?” He asked. 

“You were right about him, Linda. I should’ve listened to you.” She looked so sad, it was a needle to the balloon of his mood. It was obvious she had dumped him but it hurt. He could tell she liked him. She really did. Dating Fezile, the popular guy, it had really elevated her confidence. Now she looked so sad she hung the clothes like she was tired. 

Lindo told himself it’s a good thing it ended now because it she were to have found about all his cheating ways later, when their relationship would’ve been so deep, then it would’ve hurt a lot more than it was right now. It was better now than later. She’d find someone better than Fez. 

He hugged her with one hand and kissed her on the head. “It’ll be fine, sis,” he said.

When Lindo got back to his room to write that Fundza story, he knew what to write. He found the story, and it all started last night.

He went to LoveWriting and typed: 

She stood naked in front of him but sex was the last thing on his mind. She tried to climb on his lap with her eyes half closed. The girl stuck out her lips and tried to force them to his for a kiss. Her breath reeked of alcohol. He held her by the forearms before the lips made contact – she laughed, almost fell – then he got her away from his face, got her on the side without looking. But she heaved up like a relentless wave and wrapped her arms around his neck. Laid wet kisses on his neck and giggled at his ear. Once again Lindo got her off him by jerking his shoulder backwards. He felt the bounce as she collapsed on the bed behind him. It didn’t take longer than ten seconds for her to start snoring…

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