Published April 1, 2015 by katysoqewl

So I was well into an episode of lab rats which by the way is my favorite, when the phone beeped.. You can guess… It was Sameer . My egg headed cousin that seems to be my driver for the holidays.. He is literally always free and doesn’t mind accompanying a cousin that is a year elder than him, although shorter, for a shopping trip to Pavs.. So I patiently recorded the episode and left for the room to get dressed,.. I sit in pjs the entire day until someone tells me we going somewhere, but today I wanted to go somewhere for once.. My mum was like on the verge of dying of shock when she saw me dressed up..

“Where you off to Mish doll?” 
“I’m going to Pavs with Sameer”
“Oh okay.. Is Foi going with?” 
“No.. I don’t think so.. Sameer said something about her having an appointment with Aunty Lee” 
“Oh Ya, she did say she was going for the massage special they are offering” 
“Ooh.. She’s going for that awesome one everyone is talking about?” 
“Yeps that’s the one” 
“Well she might be going today, but my darling of a mum is taking me next week isn’t she?” 
“Is that so, and what is she getting in return?” 
“My love..” I winked at her as the hooter sounded outside.. 
“Read your car Duaas” she yelled from inside..
I jumped into the car and screamed.. It’s April fools day and Sameer like a jack decided to put fart bombs on the seat under the seat cover.. 
He was videoing it the entire time and was laughing like a mad man..
We got to the mall after a long squabble about what nazm to play.. 
Pavilion, here I come😜😍


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