Chapter 82: A girl named Sunny
Waylen's POV
A week ago, we (My friends and I) arrived in Malawi, Africa.
The flight from Zolcovia to Chileka international airport in Malawi was a bumpy one.
When We got off the plane, the guide I hired through the internet was there with a placard with my name.
The man was average with a pot belly and cheerful demeanor.
He smiled brightly showcasing what appeared to be white set of teeth and perfect dentition. He looked at the picture he was holding several times before looking up at my face. When he was satisfied that both the picture and the man were the same person, he waved vigorously at me.
When we came close enough he took Stacy's bags from her.
"Welcome sir, how was the journey sir? My name is Thokozani sir and I will be your guide" Thokozani chatted heartily without allowing me or anyone to respond.
Everyone on the other hand was polite
