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The sweetness of the chocolate fudge danced on Kemi’s tongue sending shock-waves through her body.
She needed this. A morning spent tackling annoying customers who felt that their problems were the biggest of them all, had seriously drained her. She didn’t know how much longer she could take it.
The ambition that she once had, had all but drifted away and she was now just going through the motions.
She wasn’t living, she was no longer human being; she was just a cog in the machine that was a crappy company who did nothing for her.
All of these thoughts were lost as soon as the Triple Chocolate Fudge cake touched her lips, as if a magic spell had been placed upon her.
This was utter bliss. Utter chocolate heaven.
Closing her eyes she allowed herself to be consumed by the sweet goodness.
Oh how she wished that she could stay here forever but she knew she couldn’t.
It may have been Grace’s last day, but Kemi still had to work at Smash Clothing and she wasn’t about to get fired over a slab of cake no matter how tasty it was.
She opened her eyes, allowing the spell to be broken and signalled the waiter over.
“Babe I’ve got to head back.” she said to Grace who was currently under the spell of two gigantic slabs of a Red Velvet Dream cake.
Slowly opening her eyes, Grace gave Kemi a cold stare.
“Why?” she whined.
“Girl I aint about to get fired. Can I get this boxed up please,” Kemi said to the waiter as he finally approached the table. He picked up her plate and headed back behind the counter.
“I get it,” replied Grace, “You don’t want to step on the toes of the dictatorship, me however I’m just gonna chill here, savour the calm before the storm”.
“I’m so jealous I wish I had your balls,” sighed Kemi.
“Listen,” said Grace going in to serious mode, “Look at my face and watch the words that I say.”
“I’m listening,” replied Kemi.
“Do…it!”
“I can’t!”
“Yes you can, just do it babe, trust me it will feel so freeing”.
“I can’t!” Kemi wailed.
“Why? What the hell is stopping you? You don’t have any loyalties to that place and they sure don’t have any loyalties to you. They would drop you in a hot minute without a thought to it.”
The waiter came back and handed Kemi her box of cake, she smiled at him.
“I know, I know,” Kemi sighed.
“So what is stopping you?” Grace urged.
“Bills, life…” Kemi listed.
“Bills and life, are you being for real Kem? You still live at home. This is the perfect opportunity for you to leave.”
Kemi closed her eyes and exhaled.
“You’re right,” Kemi replied, “I’ve given them nearly a year of my life. Put in my blood sweat and tears and I’ve been passed over for team leader not once not twice but three times. I can’t do it anymore. I can’t allow them to continue treating me like sh*t! You’re right, I have to leave. I’m gonna tell them soon as I get back.”
“See that’s what I’m talking about! Just make sure you go back with that same energy. Good luck babe, I know you can do it.”
Grace pulled Kemi into a massive hug, squeezing the life out of her. God she was gonna miss this. Who else would do this with her? Everyone else in the office was so preoccupied with their weight and the next faddy diet, that even the word cake would be a no no.
Walking out of the bakery, Kemi took one last look back at Grace, she looked so happy, so content. Kemi wanted that. To know and understanding just how she felt. She walked on and tried her hardest to fight back the urge to cry. But she failed. Damn she was gonna miss Grace.
But she couldn’t think about that now she had a mission. She was finally going to hand in her notice. The countdown had ended, now was the time.
Check back next week to see what happens next.
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