She Said No...

I saw her moving her body in a wavy motion and I was carried away. She lifted her right arm, bend it at the elbow, deeped the shoulder, and in a slow and successive move, lifted the left shoulder, elbow and hand. Remember analog signals? Yes, that was the vibe she transmitted. I liked it and took a sit, a stone throw distance away so I could study the concept. 

She was donned atop like a zebra and under like a dark jaguar. She was driving me wild. Her black leather trouser clung to her skin and detailed every curve. The black matched with the top which had white stripes. I stared for a while, stopped before getting hypnotised.

Pause! Which team are you in, in the 'black with white stripes or white with black stripes' conundrum? 

Like a hunting preditor. I didn't get sick of waiting, I was patient. Oh! I might have stood up and rushed to the washroom for a moment, but I was back like I never left. My heart started racing, signalling the time is ripe for an attack, but the medula was yet to construct catchy pick-up lines.

The process had to be quick. Contesting braincells lined up and begun presenting their excellence, or lack of it, before the deciding comitteee;

B1: "Hey, can I join you in the dance?" - That's a weak one, next!

B2: "Is this seat taken? (expecting, she would say no) me too" - Too complex, next!

B3: "Can I buy you a drink, juu ushanikunywa" - You can do better, next!

B4: "She's wearing a black and white top, let's go with a zebra joke" - Not a bad idea.

Not all braincells were in agreement with the idea but since majority were ayes, the dissentients had to agree to see what will become of it. 

Instruction through nerves was sent to my legs to get moving. It was time for the attack. Although music was booming, the thud-thud of my heart felt louder. I calculated the speed and body movement I should impliment to ensure I made a smooth entry, and not scare away the prey. When I was about to make the move, a dude from nowhere showed up and started talking to her.

What the oifewedguhvwoivlhoihaiouoevdljb! "Naona sasa tumeanza kuwa watu bloody-phackin" 

I was fuming. Screeming hitting a wall with bare knuckles in the inside, to numb pain I couldn't explain. Patience is a virtue, I consoled myself. Decided to wait some more as I went over my lines to ensure I was stellar upon approach. I went out for fresh air.

Back again, and I found her alone making waves. It's now or never! One, two, three short steps ... one long step, clutch my palms while looking down then immediately look up to her face...

Me: "Hey hello, I'm Marvin"

Her: "Hi Marvin, I'm Tasha"

Me: "I saw you dancing from a distance, wearing this cool black and white top, there was no red light to stop me, so I wondering if I could cross you?"

SHE SAID NO.