No Cap!

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"If only I hadn't made the dumb decision to wash clothes at 11pm I wouldn't be in this mess." Kinyua regrets. Decisions have consequences and lately he's been making bad ones or has he?

Earlier during the day Kinyua was idling at his chill spot AKA base pondering where his next meal was going to come from. A sly-looking guy came to the base, bought his Ketepa and started chewing the precious 'delicacy'. After a few pleasantries here and there, the guy offers to buy Kinyua's cap at a meagre KSHs 150. At first Kinyua is disinterested but knowing very well how his favorite cap is just but a luxurious item with sentimental value he agrees to the deal.

Fast forward curfew time approaches. Kinyua goes home and cooks every Kenyan bachelor's daily meal: Sukuma wiki, Eggs and Ugali. Satisfied he partakes in the activity he's been waiting for since the mystery man bought his cap. Chewing Khat!

The high hits and he starts doing house chores. After washing the dishes and mopping his bedsitter he gets all his clothes and soaks them. He takes a break to text his friends, scroll his Twitter feed and DM'ing chics he knows very well he can't smash. A man gotta try though, right?

It's now 11pm and it dawns on him that he needs to wash the clothes he'd soaked. As he goes back and forth washing, rinsing and hanging them in the balcony on the first floor of his flat he notices two men across the street outside the gate of the flat smoking what he presumes to be marijuana. They look suspicious and definitely up to no good. A car approaches and the men duck. Kinyua recognizes the car as that belonging to an essential worker who also lives in the flat. The car pulls over, honks waiting for the watchman to open the gate.

Ghafla bin vuu, the two men emerge from their hidden positions and one of them draws a gun and shouts at the driver to get out. Kinyua shocked screams so loud that it rattles the thieves and they run but one of them drops something. 

Neighbors begin opening their doors and the watchman also opens the gate. As they gather round the scene of crime, Kinyua is still rooted in his balcony trying to recall what just happened. The only piece of evidence the neighbors find is a familiar cap that only one tenant is known to wear. 'Si hii Kofia ni ya yule Kijana pale first floor! Lazma atuambie mbona analeta wezi kwa ploti', a fuming mama Jayden shouts.

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