C19 Bring her to my room
Mica came out of the cab and walked to the other side of the road to meet her - Yvonne.
She was walking tho and fro, a litted cigate in her hand.
"The f**k, Mica. You kept me waiting for too long. Do you think I'm a statue?" She grouse as Mica got close.
"Take some chill pills, Yvonne. I'm sorry, okay? Got hold up in traffic", Mica replied with an eye roll.