Sarong Party Girls by Cheryl Lu-Lien Tan

Author:Cheryl Lu-Lien Tan
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2016-07-01T04:00:00+00:00

chapter 11

“We need to talk.”

Louis whole life has never said words like that to me. So, when I got his text the next morning at work, I knew it must be about Imo and Fann. I fasterly canceled after-­work drinks with the girls that night. I know they were going to complain—­Fann kept saying that she had something to tell us but didn’t want to text it to us. Some more—­it was Thursday night! Almost Friday already—­time to start revving up for chionging! But to get a text like that from Louis, I knew I really had no choice.

Jazzy here was feeling chio that day—­still a bit high from the date with Roy last night, probably. The guy even texted me half an hour after I got in the taxi, making sure I got home safe, saying he hoped to see me again soon. Wah—­I guess my calculated standoffishness worked! So today—­this guniang was feeling damn good.

I put on a new sleeveless workdress, quite short and tight (but not like Orchard Towers tight), plus, I threw on a skinny belt to make my waist look smaller. (Imo’s fashion discount sometimes is quite power.) Although, dressing up for work today made me angry with Sharon all over again. Just thinking about how our dinner ended the other night still made my blood boil. So ungrateful! Guniang here was just trying to help her, and she just shot me right down. That woman—­I tell you—­is really too much. But I was still feeling so good about Roy that I decided—­aiyah, heck care Sharon! And heck care Kin Meng and his stupid KTV lounge and all his sleazy colleagues and those disgusting girls! Today Jazzy here must dress lively lively sexy sexy—­energy a bit. This is how it’s supposed to be done! I even blasted Rick Astley while I was putting on my clothes, until my mother hammered on the door, screaming and all. “Ah Huay ah! You want ­people in Johor Bahru to hear your ang moh song is it?”

But hallo, this one is good strategy lah—­I looked so good and was so wide awake that when I got to work even Albert was happy, telling me I was looking damn chio. Boss good mood; everyone good mood. I was just happy that things were back to normal with Albert after our weird chitchat the other day. Things had gotten a little strange for a bit—­yes, of course because of the chat about circulation and all, which made me try to look a bit more hardworking than usual. (If Albert wanted anything done, I would quickly jump up and say, “Yes, boss!” A few times I even gave him a fake salute. He thought it was being damn toot at first but now he just laughs.)

But also, I guess I was getting a bit distracted by our SPG ­mission—­I mean, for years we’d already been on this quest, though not in any focused way at all. Now that we had spelled things

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