EOC Week 9: Food Adventure

Walking along Norman beach in Negril, Jamaica, Phileas entered the bar just off the shoreline. That’s when he noticed her, a young woman sitting alone at the bar, the crowd was big and the music was loud. Phileas started making his way towards the woman, with the caramel complexion and brown hair that ended just past the curve in her back, wearing a sequin top that covered barely anything but just enough to leave a sense of mystery in Phileas’ mind. As he approached her, the bartender slid his cocktail over the bar and directly into his hand. He then winced the notion of buying her another drink and she smiled ever so gently and nodded. He smoothly and awkwardly said “Hello.. my name is Phileas… Phileas Fogg” she shyly smiled and softly said her name “Zaierra” he had never thought that a name that slipped from someone’s lips would sound so beautiful and after that the music overflowed them on the dance floor they thought they could dance all night and eat those salty roasted Jamaican plantain chips. Then with a flash a fight broke out and in that instance bottles and bodies were thrown across the bar, men screaming and throwing blows from left to right. It wasn’t until he seen Zaierra being shoved out the door by three men in a black, Phileas reacted quickly by jumping out the open window to his left, he rushed towards the front door. He was caught off guard to a blow to the face, he seen another one coming from one of the three men guarding Zaierra, he quickly moved and threw an uppercut to his chin knocking him to the ground. The other two looked at each other in shock right as they seen Phileas approaching, they were saved once their get-a-way car came slamming on their brakes with a cloud of dust following causing Phileas to get lost in. After the dust cleared, they were gone. All that was left was her shawl and her bag of Jamaican plantain chips….