I’m at the dinner table and I’ve got the case of hiccups. Real bad ones.
Mom: The hiccups sounds bad.
Me: Tell me about it!
Mom: By the way, blah aunty called.
Mom: Nothing much, general gossip.
Me: Ah ok…
Mom: She also said that she spotted you near INOX last week and you were getting cozy with two women…
Me: Say whaa….?
*My mind started racing. I was at INOX last week with two women but I wasn’t anywhere near getting cozy with them*
*I heart was beating fast, like a criminal in the hot seat*
Me: I don’t know what she was talking about!
Mom: You sure?
Mom: She was really convinced that it was you!
Me: I doubt that, maybe she saw someone who resembled me…
Mom: By the way, how are your hiccups?
Me: It’s gone!
Mom: You’re welcome!
Me: Ah! I see what you did there!