Storm is brewing A, lemme head off home and just as the words leave my mouth it begins to drizzle. As i dash to the car, i notice her. light skinned hair to her waist packed in a pony tail walking. walking hesitantly, starting and stopping. i can see she's contemplating what to do cos of the rain. Not one to pass up a chance,
"can i give you a ride i asked"
"yes please she replied" stepping into the car.
A bit of small talk got me some basic info Half Indian- Half Yoruba girl in Nigeria for a year.
we arrive at her destination and i consider reeling or not....
then i go for it....
"I know you'd probably never get into a car with a stranger talk less of give him your number but i notice you've got a blackberry" i scribble my pin on my card and tell her, "if you're up to a conversation, lets talk a bit then i wont be a stranger any more."
"ok.... "
10 minutes after i drop her off at the restaurant where she's having dinner
my phone buzzes,
a new request comes in... "Thank you for the ride, In"
who says a rainy evening and bleak weather doesn't come with it's advantages.
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