I was on break, or so I thought. Around 5pm I decided to check on David, my namesake and friend who stayed in the same compound with me. His girlfriend uju always stayed with him on weekends. I knocked at his door, a female responded which I expected to be uju.

She said “yes, come in”.

I walked in and saw a cute girl who was preparing spices for soup. D–n! She was fine as hell, and thick too. This had to be uju’s best friend whom she always talked about. We greeted and I sat down.

#Abeg make I switch to pidgin small, English too hard#

I ask her about my Guy, She kon tell me say my Guy and uju go rent film for video club. I ask am wetin be her name, she say her name na sandra.

Omoh, Sandra wear loose gown but her nyash still shoot out. This girl get sweet voice… na one of the reasons I dey always like to hear her talk.

We chatted for a while, and we got to know a few things about ourselves (she even attended the secondary school I was serving at). Then she excused herself to go and keep the soup spices she was mixing in the kitchen.

God of Moses! Her as$ was fat with nice narrow hips. D–n! She’s the one. Meanwhile she kept making calls to some Guy yelling at him that he wants to dump her and she wouldn’t let that happen.

I was surprised to discover that such a cute and collected girl could nag. Truth be told, it knocked me off balance a little.When I asked what the problem was, she would say it’s personal. I felt demoralized and said to myself “you’ve lost it. She’s hooked and wild”. But then again, I still kept my fingers crossed.

Who knows? You can never say when it comes to girls. They are a complicated and complex kind of beings. Sometimes, i doubt if God himself understands women.

We continued to chat but, it Wasn’t lively as before the phone calls and nagging. She told me that I sounded like a player.

My Guy and his girlfriend came back around 30 minutes later, and we all talked about her heartbreak and cheating boyfriend, relationships and all that bullsh’it.

All the while, I didn’t really contribute cuz relationships and love was not my thing.

Moreover, I was kind of a heartbreaker myself.

Always trying to Bleep… that’s all, no love.

That’s how much gangster music had influenced me. But sometimes I do wonder what it’s like to truly love.

Sandra was still depressed and sad and it was killing our spirit. Later, my Guy called me out and suggested that we all go and hang out somewhere. He said I should woo Sandra, that it will be classic. Four best friends.

It was almost 7pm, so we decided to go and hang out at the bar of a popular hotel around…. it was time for Sandra to stand up… you guessed right … I stole a glance at her a$$….

Gracious God!!
We all left the house and started walking down to the hotel. We walked in twos: I and my Guy, uju and Sandra. While we walked, I kept telling my Guy my intention of fu’cking Sandra if she would agree to spend the night with us.

We got to the bar, sat at a table for four and called the waiter. We ordered for beer but to my greatest surprise, Sandra ordered for a red label wine!. There and then, I concluded that I would not have anything to do with Sandra after this night. I don’t care if you’re Mona Lisa, but I would never be with a girl that blows my money like breeze.

Luckily the waiter came back and said they’d run out of wines. Only beer. Phew!! Thank you, Sweet jizos!!!.

We sat, drinking, my Guy and uju were really getting along, being romantic and all that but I and Sandra weren’t really doing well. Just chat and stop, every now and then.

She was depressed and now getting tipsy, there wasn’t much that I could do to cheer her up.

She kept calling her ex on the phone, cursing and nagging. Hell, I got problems of my own too.

I was drinking in silence, thinking about my life and how much I loved my mum. My family… I’d die for them.

Sometimes, Sandra would stare at me. Her fada nyash!. I wondered what she was thinking.

Really pretty girl. no doubt.

It was almost 8:30 pm and we decided to leave. I and my Guy split the bill. Sandra said she wanted to go home. Jizos!, na so my money take waste?…

Uju called Sandra aside and begged her to spend the night with us. She told her that she was too high and looked too tipsy to go home and that it was already getting too late (around 9pm).

After a little contemplation, Sandra decided to spend the night.

We all got to my Guy’s room, ate some spaghetti and began to watch some Fu”cked up home video.

Sandra just lay on the bed, not speaking. My Guy and uju went outside to give us some privacy… I needed to talk her into spending the night in my room.

“Sandra”

No response

“Sandra”

Still no response.

“You should come and join me in my room. I need someone to talk to and keep me company”.

Still no response.

“stop acting up. If you don’t like me, say so. I’d just go.”.

“Its not that I don’t like you but I’m not in a good mood. I need time to heal.”

My di”ck says no time bit”ch!

“I could heal you”

My peoplez, Una know the kind healing I mean na.

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