“Porah, that's great news! Finally!” Devina squealed, embracing me in a long warm hug, “Our deputy senior accountant!”
“I have Raymond to thank for that if I'm being frank,” I smiled.
“Well he went to work, I'll ask him to get some food and soup for us, I'm only home because of this bastard flu,” she coughed, settling on the couch with exaggerated discomfort.
“I see, sorry love.”
“How's Joe?” she asked, her swollen eyes emphasized as she squinted her eyes only, giving me a smug smirk.
I rolled my eyes, “He's fine, Devina,” I deadpanned.
“Are you two dating yet?” She inquired, blowing her nose into a piece of tissue, sniffling with an annoyed groan.
“Sorry,” I consoled her, “and no, you know I don't fancy dating...at least not yet. I rather just leave things as they are, if he wants
