“Was wondering if we could go and sit somewhere and have breakfast”

Did she just say that or was I daydreaming?

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Who would actually reject such an offer? I ordinarily would have wasted no time accepting but it wasn’t a good time. One, I had not taken my bath; and as if that was not enough, I had  no money on me. Who was going to pay for the breakfast?

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“It’s better I come up with something before I end up disgracing myself.” I thought to myself.

As much as I wanted to go on the breakfast date with her, it was unfortunate I had to turn her down.

“Oh, hmm, I really would love to, but you see I have some urgent things I really need to attend to.” I said.

“Like finishing off the dun dun you just bought?” Sheila said.

“Oh come on, I have to attend a meeting. Anyway, how about we make it tomorrow?” I suggested.

“Don’t worry ok, I will call you.” She said and went into her car.

I could tell that she was really disappointed. But mehn, it was better that way. Wouldn’t be cool at all to have gone and embarrassed myself when it was time to pay.  I’m talking from experience. She may have been the one who invited me but I needed to go very prepared.

Unlike Zina, this yeye girl I met last month. I had budgeted for #10,000 for a date with her, – N2,000 for transportation; N3,000 for Juice and a plate of Rice for her, N2,000 for mine, leaving me N3,000 for my check out.

But guess what, I ended up buying two plates of rice, because she decided to come along with another glutton girlfriend of hers. That’s how I ended up penniless after the date.

I wasn’t ready to go through that with Sheila. It was better I deceived her nicely than doing myself “one chance”.

As she went into her car, I waved at her and walked back to my apartment. Without even washing my hand, I spread open the paper in which my dundun was wrapped and got ready to face my combined breakfast and lunch.

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Just as I was about to start eating, a knock came on the door. My heart started beating fast; that could be my landlord, coming for utility bills. But as I opened the door, there she was, Sheila. Apparently, she had followed me home. I didn’t even know what to say.

“I need a listening ear, Ben. Please just give me an hour of your time.” she said.

It was obvious that she was really going through some difficult times. I had no option than to let her in to my room. My room, another problem all together. I wasn’t prepared so you can imagine how disorganized the space looked. With my bedsheet lying on the half side of the bed and my dirty clothes lying all over, I felt really uncomfortable.

To make matters worse, the room was a bit smelly, however, the aroma of my delicious “dundun” served as freshener.

I got surprised as she went straight for my bed, sat on it and made herself comfortable, like there was absolutely nothing wrong.

She really got my attention with that move. I quickly washed my hands so that I could attend to her.

Before I could open my mouth, another knock came from the door. OH MY GOD! If this  landlord man decided to show up at this time, that was some serious one-chance. So I prayed earnestly as I walked to get the door.

To my surprise, it was my crush Paula. “What the hell is she doing here at this time?!” I asked myself.

She stood there, right in front of my door, tears running down her cheeks. She just barged into my room as soon as I opened the door, not waiting for an invitation.

“Oh Lord! What is this?!” I asked myself in frustration.

Paula stood face-to-face with Sheila. I had nothing to do with either of them but at that moment, I understood what if felt to be a cheating guy caught between two girlfriends… All hell will definitely break loose.

Without saying a word to Paula, Sheila stood up, took her handbag and said, “Ben, I will call you” and walked out. I could imagine how she was feeling. First, I denied her breakfast and when she took the pain of secretly following, there came in the devil incarnate Paula, who just destroyed all the “moves”.

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With the way Paulina was crying, I knew Sheila would definitely think that she was my girlfriend.

“What are you doing here, Paula? I had a visitor. At least you could have called before coming” I said to her. I was really upset with her visit.

She just bursted out in more tears, as if what I said made her cry. “Madam, don’t even bring that oo!” I told said under my breath, without her hearing me.

I hate to see ladies cry. It just weakens me, making me feel all emotional and concerned.

“It’s John, Ben. He slapped me” She said.

There she goes again! Do I even look like Counselor Lutterodt?!

But on a more serious note, I was pissed. A guy that’ll slap or even lay a finger on a lady is no man.

Even though I didn’t like her visit,  I was sensitive to her feelings at the moment and understood. I managed to console and make her feel a little better.

After about 30 minutes, she was good to go. I walked her to the roadside to board a cab back home.

As soon as she left, I saw four guys running towards me. They quickly bypassed me and went away. I didn’t know where they came from, where they were going or why they were running.

While I was still wondering what all that was about, I was grabbed from behind by Police.

“Finally, we’ve got you! Where are the others?” They asked.

I had no Idea what they were asking. I just stood there stupefied.

The next thing I knew, handcuffs were being placed on hands and I was being led away in a vehicle to the police station. I had no idea what I had done.

This is where my Story begins…

…. To be continued.

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