Helppp!" Ruri groaned, burying her face in her hands.
Nomhle laughed so loudly that people from the next table turned to stare. "Awukahle nje ntombazane, You're acting like the man proposed already."
Ruri peeped through her fingers, half laughing. "No, but you know me, I overthink everything."
"Nakhuya," Nomhle smirked. "Which is why I'm dragging you into Zara after this. I saw this cute dress earlier
"Mhlawumbe uzothi ukukhohlwa kancane, wehlis'igazi."
"Haibo, why me?"
