DATING IN THE CITY
PART 1: AN IMPROMPTU INVITE It is a chilled afternoon on another normal Thursday. I’m laying my head on the headboard of my bed, doom-scrolling through social media while sipping hibiscus tea. My phone rings, or rather, it pops up as a notification, and I sit still before picking it up. It’s an unknown number, and I wonder who it might be. I’m a businesswoman, or better, a Jua Kali babe, so it could be a client, a customer, or a potential one. Either way, it could be anyone. I answer the call. "Hello..." Caller: Hello, beautiful. I almost thought you weren’t going to answer the call. Me: Uhmm, okay… who’s this? Caller: I’m Kim. You gave me your number on Tinder. To be honest, I can’t remember exactly who he is. I’ve been talking to a lot of guys, I get a lot of swipes. I mean, I’ve matched with a lot of people. It could be anyone. But I’m a natural when it comes to communication. Me: Oh, yes. Hi. How are you? Kim: I’m good. Me: What’s up? Kim: Where are you? Me: In my ...
