I walk into the corporate meeting a little tipsy, and very late. Maya looks as though she didn’t want me to come at all. My seat is at the front of the room, I make my way there clambering through the chairs.

“I apologise for my absence.” My words stumble out of my mouth in a clumsy manner. I giggle.

“What is so funny Mr. Donalds?” The instructors voice is serious, calm and stern. I don’t like it.

“The fact that we’re promoting hair products, yet your hairline is receding.” I barely hold back a chuckle. He looks at me as though I have just killed his family.

“I mean, come on!! Who is going to listen to us? Most of us are bald!” A laugh bubbles in my throat. The crowd roars with merriment. Maya glares at me, her eyes scorching my cheeks. I have always liked her, but she found me foolish, she always has.

“What about we get Maya to do the campaign?” I let myself be calm almost serious for a moment. This offer would mean a lot for her.

“Alright. That sounds like a good idea. For once.” He mutters the last remark but I still hear it. Maya’s glare drops. She strides to the front, standing in front of me. I stand upright.

Her arms wrap around me, crushing my ribs. “Thank you.” She whispers, tears flowing freely down her face. Then she pecks my cheek. My face scorches as my thoughts stumble and jumble. She just giggles and hugs me tighter.