Friends
Ana’s POV
"Yep," Glory nods in affirmation to their silent questions.
"Ha!" Oluchi abruptly exclaims, making me startle in fright.
"What, was, that?" I investigate peering at her in perplexity.
"Aleluyah!" She claps her palms, her lips stretching into a smile.
"My thoughts exactly," Glory beams as they exchange a look.
"Damn, it's good for that bitch to feel a little disappointment," Oluchi smirks, breaking out in a hearty laugh.
"I know right?" Glory invites and they both bob their head before high-fiving each other.
Peering at them in bewilderment I snort and facepalm at the kind of friends God bestowed me with.
"Did they say the reason for shifting the wedding?" Joe the ever sensible one in our midst asks, scratching his dark hair in thought.
"Yes, personal reasons," I inform, using air quotes.
"Don't forget the glare Emily sent at the camera," Glory reminds.
"How can I forget the glare that restricted my airflow?" I scoff.
"There's a video right?" Joe questions, twisting his body in her direction, and to Glory's nod, he motions to see it.
Obliging him, she picks her phone from where I must have dropped it and taps on the screen, passing it to him as she hits play. Oluchi dashes to his side, squatting so she can watch too.
"That's one very hard glare," Oluchi confirms as the video ends.
"Yeah, should we be worried?" Glory voices in query.
"You mean should I be worried?" I correct, in a question of mine.
"Whatever," Glory derides and goes to take a seat on the sofa Joe and I are resting on.
"Nah, Emily barks more than she can bite," Oluchi responds to our inquiry.
"Technically, she didn't bark, it was a silent threat," I say, a bit fearful.
"Time will tell," Oluchi shrugs not giving me a satisfactory answer. "For now, let's celebrate her disappointment." She cheers.
"Women," Joe jeers as Glory screams with Oluchi.
I don't say anything as my mind is somewhere else thinking of Emily, because I know how wicked she can be, especially if she knows about this baby.
I am being pulled out of my thoughts when Oluchi mutters a "Why are you watching this crap?" as she takes a hint of what's playing on the T.V screen.
I roll my eyes at this and smile when Glory slaps the remote to the floor the instant she is about to switch to something else.
"Hey!" I call as Oluchi goes to fling the device at Glory. "The remote is not a weapon for violence."
"Thank you," Glory appreciates, grinning at Oluchi. "Do not mind this moron."
"Glory Akachi Denise. Who the fuck are you calling a moron?" Oluchi retorts.
"How dare you call me by my full name," Glory gasps in amazement while Oluchi's lips curl to the side.
"Dear God why do I have to be punished this way!" Joe wails as he is caught in the middle of their argument hence they are both positioned above him on the couch.
"I'm going to work on Monday," I disclose, my mind made up, thus I am fed up of seating home when I have a company to run.
My statement creates silence as Glory whistles lowly and Oluchi moves me by the shoulders to provide me a pleading gaze which I dismiss with a shake of my head, prompting her to sigh in defeat.
"But the doctor---" Joe begins, instead my fierce glance shuts him up. "Fine, you can go."
"Thank you," I beam, happy that they accept, though I would have still gone even if they refused, seeing as my mind is set.
"You are welcome," Oluchi speaks, squeezing my shoulder in affection as I go to squeeze her arm in return.
"Speaking of work, it is almost time to close for the week, and since the boss lady is currently indisposed, I'll have to be there." Glory murmurs and rises, after glancing at the clock to see it's a few minutes past 1 pm.
"Thank you Glory," I say in gratitude for being the best assistant ever.
"Don't think this is free, you owe me," she chuckles, dusting imaginary dust from her clothing.
"How can I," I giggle, rolling my eyes.
"I know you won't, bye y'all," she smiles and makes a u-turn to the exit doors, leaving the three of us to continue our mini hang-out session.