Abort Mission Compatriots!!

Hold your fire comrades, the 22-year-old resurfaced yesterday!

For the purposes of simplicity and easy referencing, we'll just call him "22"😅. 

So I may have exaggerated and overreacted a little. I was too quick to vent since the guy was just quiet and unreachable for one day (hand on face). And I knew his phone had issues from time to time.

I humbly apologise to 22 and to all who were so emotionally invested that they were ready to slash his hypothetical tires and almost trolled him on the socials. I almost sparked a "Men are Trash" movement (Lawd!) 

So when he called and I found out that he actually had a reasonable excuse for going MIA, I almost passed out because I'd just published yesterday's blog entry, and he hadn't seen it yet. Like the little drama queen I can be, I was frantically screaming and running around the house asking if I should delete the post quickly before he reads it (uyalazi ihaba)...lol. For a few minutes, I forgot I had Covid, all symptoms miraculously disappeared, temporarily, of course.

To my relief and disbelief, 22 was surprisingly calm and understanding after seeing my venting on the blog entry (wasted panic basically). I thought that jab at his age (and all my implied connotations) would be enough to drive him away for real. To his credit, he's incredibly mature and wise for his age (and maybe quite smitten with yours truly), so my dig at him was absolutely unfounded.

He even rocked up with flowers and chocolate y'all, and he braai'ed for my friends and family who were around (Calm down: PPE and social distancing were observed)...lol

So basically, the point of this very short post is to retract my insults and to attempt to calm down my fired-up supporters. Abort Mission Compatriots!! We're safe!!  

                

   Flowers and gifts from 22 (on another day).