IMADE.

"Lola, may I know why you're trying to keep us here? It's being over thirty minutes already and your supposed Uber has still not arrived. Just call another one now, mum is already tired." I complain for the umpteenth time, already feeling rather impatient.

"Imade, relax now. She already explained that the person is stuck in traffic, so why the impatience?" mom hisses tiredly at me and I had no other choice than to remain quiet and wait patiently like she suggested.

The only reason I'm actually being so impatient is because I know Lola and I know just how she can be at times. I can only hope...