Dami the sales girl - Season 1 - Episode 4

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Dami the sales girl - Season 1 - Episode 4

He cleared his throat again before sighing and
tapping me on my shoulder. I nearly jumped.
“What?” I snapped.

His eyes widened and he stepped back cautiously.

“Sorry Dami, I just wanted to… never mind.” He
shrugged and looked away.

I looked up sharply and narrowed my eyes in
suspicion.

“Who are you and how do you know my name?” I
asked quietly.

People were starting to watch us but I didn’t care.

Was this the guy? But, why didn’t I recognise
anything about him?

He chuckled lightly before shaking his head.
“I didn’t think I was that unpopular.”
“Answer me.” I said in a serious tone.

He seemed to realise I wasn’t playing around
because he suddenly stopped laughing.

“We’re in the same Faculty of Science but different
departments. I’m in Biochemistry, you’re in
Microbiology.”

I nodded vaguely although I’d never seen him
before.

He looked at me for a while before speaking.
“Still doesn’t ring a bell, right?”
“It doesn’t.” I confirmed with an apologetic
expression.

The lady at the counter set my food before me and
I paid the bill while the guy behind me kept
talking.
“Well, you’re roommates with my sister Chioma.
I’m Nonso by the way.”
“Oh! You two are related?” I exclaimed, turning to
look at him well.
“I know I look nothing like my sister, I get that a
lot.” He smiled.
That was very true. While Chioma looked like she
was ready to snap someone in two with her no-
nonsense expression and plump build, Nonso
looked like an easy-going person who was always
seconds away from cracking a joke. Not to
mention his impressive height that had me tilting
my head upwards to look at him.

“Anyway, I just wanted to greet you since we’ve
never really talked before. I arrived on campus yesterday and there aren’t many people around so
it’s a bit lonely.”

“I understand. But I actually like how quiet it is
right now, it won’t be the same in a few days.” I
said.

“I don’t like very quiet places. That’s where we’re
different.” He laughed.

I actually found myself smiling at how light-hearted
he is. We continued our conversation until he
realised he had followed me out of the restaurant.

“Wow, I almost forgot how hunger was dealing
with me before I left my room.” He laughed,
turning to look back at the restaurant.

“Don’t let me come in between you and your
meal.” I smiled, turning to leave.

“I’ll see you around soon.” He waved and went
back into the restaurant.

I felt much better than I did when I left my dorm.

I really need to go out more often. I thought,
making my way to Daniel’s place. Before I arrived,
I called to let him know I was on my way.
“Daniel? I’ll be at your dorm in about 15 minutes.”

“Just like that?” He laughed. “Just know I’m broke
oh, so there’s no food if that’s what you’re
expecting.”
“Have we just met?” I asked playfully. “When do
you ever have food? Anyway, I came prepared.”
“Dami, you’re heaven-sent. I was just about to go
and buy Indomie.”
“Save the money for when you really need it.” I
advised him.
“Did you buy soft drinks too?” He asked.
“Do I look like I’m made of money?”
“Erm, forget I just said that. I can always arrange
for cold water.”
I smiled and shook my head.
“Anyway, don’t let me finish my credit or else I’ll
be broke in that area too.”
“I’m the one who called you, Daniel.”
“Oh, well in that case, we can continue talking.”
“So it’s my own credit that should waste. In fact,
I’m hanging up now.”
I heard him laugh quietly before he hung up. He
didn’t even give me the opportunity of hanging up
first.
***
It didn’t take Daniel long before he started
questioning me on the recent happenings.
“Has anything strange happened since you found
that shirt?”
I was silent as I thought of the message and the
picture I received today.
“Dami?”
“I got a text message today and whoever this
person is has been following me around.” I
sighed.

I just wanted to forget about all that today.
Constantly worrying about this man’s next move
was starting to take its toll on me and I didn’t
want to hurt myself with thinking too much.
“Do we report this to the Police?”
“What do we tell them?”
“I don’t know Dami, but your life could be in
danger.”
When he said that, the fear I tried so hard to keep
bottled up within me seemed to double its
intensity.
“You don’t know that, okay? Maybe this is just
some kind of secret admirer who’s too shy to-“
“Too shy to what?” Daniel cut in. “Dami, this isn’t
normal. A regular guy would have walked up to
you a long time ago. But sending you strange
messages and taking pictures of you is not
normal.”
I stood up and stared at Daniel.
“How do you know about the picture? I didn’t tell
you about that.”
Daniel’s eyes widened with guilt and he looked
away.
“Daniel… what’s going on?” I asked slowly, taking
a step back.
“I’m sorry, okay?” He said quietly.
“What did you do?”
“When you went outside to take a phone call, your
purse fell open and I found the picture. I saw the
note behind it and realised that from the angle that
photo was taken, you weren’t aware of whoever
was behind the camera. What I don’t understand is
why you wouldn’t tell me all that’s going on.

We’re best friends Dami and I can’t sit back and
let something bad happen to you.”
I felt my heartrate calm down slowly at his
explanation. I had thought the worst. In fact, I
didn’t know what to think anymore or who to trust.

“Daniel, you had no right sneaking through my
personal belongings.”
“Well if I didn’t find out myself, you weren’t going
to tell me anything. Are you waiting for your name
to come up in the missing person news or worse?”
“Th-that isn’t going to happen.” I whispered.
Daniel sighed and ran his hands through his thick
black hair, rumpling it.
“Just promise me that from now on you’ll open
your mouth and tell someone; even if it’s not me,
your best friend of almost 6 years.”
His words quickly made my anger melt into guilt
and I promised him I would.
Hours later when it was getting dark, I knew I had
to return to my room. It was inevitable. Daniel
escorted me all the way to the dorm building and
waited for me to text him when I’d gotten into my
room and locked the door behind me, somehow
knowing that someone was looking out for me
made me feel a lot safer.
I even slept better that night; although, if I’d
known what was to come, maybe I would have
really savored that goodnight’s rest.