A Call From Chermaine

Chermaine: It's been 24 hours now. U still rhyming?

Maman: Thankfully, no!

Chermaine: Do you remember when was the first time u started rhyming for no apparent reason?

Maman: Erm... No?

Chermaine: Really?

Maman: Ya lah! When have I ever rhymed for no bloody reason?!

Chermaine: You really don't remember?

Maman: No!!! Why?

Chermaine: So you don't recall when was the last time you rhymed, where you were at that point of time, who you were with, and what triggered it???

Maman: No lah, bitch! Haiyo... How many times do I have to repeat myself?!?!

Chermaine: Here's a clue.... Smack That.

Maman: Huh? You talking about the song, right? What has it got to do with me rhyming?

Chermaine: When was the first time you heard that song? Where were u at that point of time? Who were you with? What were u doing?

Maman: ...

Chermaine: Oi... Don't ignore me.

Maman: I'm not. I'm just...

Chermaine: Just what?

Maman: ...stunned.

Chermaine: Haha! And you know what?

Maman: ...Don't tell me

Chermaine: Your unexplainable cause for rhyming tells me one thing, dear.

Maman: No, really. Don't tell me.

Chermaine: Just like after your first date with KS, which was when you first heard the song, you felt something. Something so strong. Something familiar, yet ironically foreign altogether. And after that night, you...

Maman: Okay okay. Stop... please.

Chermaine: ...you were finally in love again.

Maman: I told you not tell me!!!

Chermaine: Haha!

Maman: Not funny lor!

Chermaine: Welcome back, baby.

Maman: Oh shut up.