Set Usuf for @simnovels The Avenses Leparcy . I must admit I had way too much fun doing this. His story is under the cut.
Hey, guys! My name is Set and I’m a Medical intern in my home time Al Simhara - the most boring and hideous place on that planet! The place where I thought I would never return. NEVER EVER!
I spent the last four years studying medicine in Setra, where I was planning to settle for good. I wanted to be a doctor all my life - I consider myself friendly and perceptive about other people’s problems, so it felt like the right path to take. And when I got accepted in Setra Universiry, the biggest and shiniest Egyptian city, I finally saw myself escaping the shithole I was raised in and taking the first step to becoming the rich and famous World Surgeon I was planning to be one day. But fate (or more like my father) had other plans for me.
Right after my graduation i fixed an internship for myself in Setra’s General Hospital. It was going to start at the end of the summer - the best summer of my life, which I’ve spent simply having fun all the time. Two weeks before its end my father called and told me mother is very sick and I must return home to take care of them both - the thing every loving son would do for his parents, who gave their life providing everything for him. I guess you can pick up the tone of the monologue I heard.
So I went back home to find my mom less sicker than I’ve expected, thank God, but much more manipulated from my father’s side, as always. I told him I didn’t see a need to stay home and it would be much better if I got a good job back at Setra and help them with money. But he declared that if I leave Al Simhara now I wouldn’t be his son any more and he would make sure I would never see my mother again. As always I just fell silent and followed the order.
So here I am, walking through that dusty town, heading to work, to attend to the next delivery of injured tourists - burned or almost drown to death while tomb riding. And don’t get me wrong - even here I love my job to bits - people in pain need help no matter where and when. But I miss the big city. I FUCKING miss it!
All I want is to be in a place where I know that after work I’ll shower, have a snack, call my buddies and go out for the night. The streets are bright and noisy, the air is hot and smells of street food and sewerage. Bar after bar, shot after shot and we are finally in the club. The ♫ beat ♫ is dropping, our hands are rising to the roof, the girls are swaying there hips to the rhythm. Damn, how much I miss the girls in Setra! I miss their tiny colorful dresses, the letdown hair, the makeup, the stilettos. Everything!
She smiles and winks back at me while we are getting out of the cab and she is leading me to her apartment. The moment the door closes behind us feet are stumbling, mouths are crashing into hungry kisses, clothes are falling all over the place. No promises, no commitments - just our naked bodies covered in sweat.
I’m walking through that dusty town, heading home where I’ll be sitting with my parents in front of the TV and looking at pictures on Instagram from last night in Setra. My boys went to that new club uptown.My best friend texted me he hooked up with that brunette with the nice rack which dragged me to her place a couple of times. Good for him - she is such a thirsty little thing.
And I’m wondering if that was it. Will I escape ever again or I’m going to spend the rest of my life in this village and the next time I see a naked woman’s body it’ll be after my marriage to some local prude. Will someone save me, pretty please?!?