Bab 36: Drunk Keith

I feel like fainting.

Who wouldn't? Try walking for almost a kilometer just to find a place where taxis and cabs can be found while being subjected to the scorching sun? I felt like being cremated alive! What would you feel aside from being bone-tired and exhausted as hell?

I groaned out in satisfaction as my back hits the soft mattress of my queen-sized bed. Feels like I was laying in a pile of clouds. 

Oh right, I need to pay the security guard back for paying the taxi-driver.

I languidly rolled out of bed and reached for the telephone to dial the condominium's management, they immediately answered.

After negotiating with them and making sure that my demands are met, I decided to call my mom.

What am I gonna tell her? Hey mom, I called because of a jerk of a man? She doesn't even know I am whoring myself around.

"Wynter? How are you, darling?"

A bittersweet smile appeared on my lips.