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dressed and headed out to finish a few errands; maybe she
could sneak in a nap before the night’s festivities began.
    Vladimir
was glad that everything was going according to plan. The meeting was a success
and he would be on his way to Turkey by Monday morning in order to secure his
latest contract. Granted the meeting was in total only an hour of business but
the other three had been spent on pleasantries and sizing each other up through
crafty code and euphemism. He was in a very tough business and what he did for
a living was highly questionable which is why the brokering of such deals took
months to negotiate especially when one considered all the risks. He worked as
an independent contractor and wasn’t tied with any organisations that would
cover him when he went in. His solitude increased the level of danger and was
also the reason he exerted extreme caution.
    Having
been invited by his associates to an event later that night, he was not
inclined to go. Nonetheless he accepted knowing that refusal would be viewed as
a snub regardless of what excuses he made. He decided to explore the city and
play the tourist for the duration of his free time before tonight. Cape Town
architecture reminded him of some of the cities he’d seen in Europe, the large
concentration of black people and certain parts of the poverty stricken areas
he’d seen in his short travels were a replica of the media reports on Africa.
In certain areas such as the surfing beach of Llandudno he noticed that the
vast majority was white and couldn’t determine whether it was because of the prime
location came with a hefty price tag or the affluence of one group was a
remnant of the apartheid era. Having rented a board at a local shop he decided
to test out the waters by riding the waves to cool down from the hot weather.
After a few hours spent at sea, working out and cooling off he decided to pack
up and have lunch at a nearby vendor that served local cuisine before heading
back to his room to get cleaned up. He opted for the safest choice of borewors with its similar look and texture, it reminded him of a hotdog.
    Val
felt rejuvenated after her nap and when the girls decided to stop by her place
to get ready together and have pre-drinks she felt the excitement building in
anticipation of the night ahead. God she missed this. She’d forgotten what
college was like: no pressure to hit performance targets, no weekly reports to
send in and no hard-to-please-boss with a disinclination of using the words
please and thank you. She wanted to open up and tell the girls about her wild
night, it was liberating but she felt guilty about sleeping with a complete
stranger knowing how judgemental she had been a few years back. Her friends
always managed to shed light on questionable situations through insights and
philosophies she had never considered. Heading into the kitchen, she made some
punch using a mix of all the alcohol that the girls had brought along with them.
Coming back into the room she brought in the potent jug and four plastic cups.
When the Awesome Foursome got together she knew that something breaking was
inevitable and she wasn’t willing to step on any shards tonight.
    “Girl’s
it time to play Never-Have-I-Ever” she suggested nonchalantly. Looking at the
young women gathered in her room in their various stages of preparation she
didn’t miss the gleam of excitement in everyone’s eyes. Never-Have-I-Ever had
been their favourite drinking game from the first time they got together as a
group. It was an ice-breaker that revealed secrets and highlighted mutually
shared adventures one often kept hidden, no matter how odd or wild they were.
Everyone would get a cup of alcohol and each person would start with
“Never-Have-I-Ever” then finished it off with something they did or did not do.
If any of the people had done it then they would drink and if not, they would
pass on consuming the alcohol. Toni squealed in excitement clapping her