Clifford’s Dancer – Episode 118

Clifford’s Dancer.

Written by Feathers.

Chapter 118

Alma.

After the maid left, I grow bored that I kept staring around at nothing in particular.

More minutes went by then I decided to freshen up since it’s almost dinner time.

Thinking about dinner, my stomach rabbles telling me I haven’t even had lunch.

I quickly entered the bathroom and run a quick shower.

Even in the shower, I kept thinking about I and Clifford fight.

I can’t believe he didn’t even try to call me back after leaving me in the hospital.

Like it feels somehow for him to just let go of me after sharing our first kiss.

Kissing him should have given us an opportunity to move to the next step.

But I think I was just over reacting because this is the first time I would ever fall in love with a guy.

To him, am just one of those girls who are desperate for him to lay with them.

Gosh, am so stupid for falling for a man like him. I thought glaring at the shower pretending it was him.

Enough of aguing with yourself, we really don’t need to stress our brain. My inner mind said.

Coming out of shower, I cleaned myself then entered my closet.

Thinking I would find something simple to wear. But unfortunately, there’s nothing in my closet aside a short and a tank top.

Even though what I wanted was a big top that would reach my mid-thigh.

Therefore, I won’t be able to see anything aside my g string.

But unfortunately, I have to manage this tight short and a tight tank top because I am so tired and lazy.

Tired to even open my bags and start searching for clothes to wear.

I settled down for the cloth then blow dry my hair suddenly, my mind went to my phone.

Pulling my hair in a high ponytail bun, I dash to my beg then opened my bag.

I started searching through it cause am not sure if I held it along.

After searching for some hours, I decided to pour everything inside it out and my phone came bouncing out.

Just as I was about unlocking it, Clifford call came in. I was tempted to pick it but decided not to.

I will make sure he suffer just like he made me suffer.

Instead of switching off my phone, I put it back to general so that I can hear whenever he calls.

Checking myself once more, my eyes ran into this particular headset I was gifted by a stranger.

The person who I wonder how he or she knows my name.

Anywhere I go,I carry the headphone around but don’t let people see it.

Why? obviously because it would get spoilt if some people handle it just for a day.

Just as I was about to run my fingers over it, my devilish stomach rang the bell again.

I quickly make my way downstairs to the dinning but stop dead in track when I met face to face with….

With who🤣🤣