Me, the girls and my guys - S01 E25

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Me, the girls and my guys - S01 E25

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 25

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“Ahhh! Why you slap me na”

i queried as my tears gland swelled up.

She threw daggers and arrow with her almost bloodshot eyes. Chai! She was really angry.

Bouncing in, she pushed Joe who had blocked the entrance of the door with his huge frame. Along came the wounded captain, rubbing his dark red cheeks. Obvious, very obvious he had received his own portion of NEPA, which was capable of charging a limp manliness.

I stood rubbing my red cheeks trying to weigh the velocity of the slap. Was it 10volts or more than? It was sure more than because the speed it came at the target was almost faster than a bullet.

I reluctantly went in to the house, my nose giving me the pains of it own. Once inside, the pains effaced As i picked up my phone to call lekpakelly again.

Surprisingly, she picked at the first ring. I braced up and sat straight up, anticipating beautiful angelic voice.

“hello pretty” i said.

“is it now you remembered to call?” she shot her first dagger-like question. I swallowed hard.

“no honey see… I was busy… Just arrived from ermm… I travelled to….” i ransacked my brain for the appropriate answer along came none. However she had interrupted with her annoying laughter when a right answer came popping up at the wrong time.

“hahahhahahhaha” she laughed.

Her laughter got me nervous and all the same curious. I couldn’t help asking her the reason behind her laughter.

“is this the first time you use those lines?‎‏ you used the first time you called. Almost weeks ago?” she queried

“and to say you were busy or travelled, do busy people login morning till night on ?” she asked and hang up leaving totally speechless. Who do she think she is to be cutting my calls?

Come to think of what she said, chai It was true o! Through out the boring weeks, all i did was to login on any social media i registered, whatsapp not being an exception, infact i lived in there. As far as PHCN brought their epileptic power Supply or when captain cockroach power on his i-better-pass-my-‘enemy’ lister like generator. An engine he lied to us, saying it was a second hand product, a grave lie it was.

I almost called him “snt lienus” but i knew better, if truly i wants to charge my phone , then i shouldnt utter anything that will get the captain annoyed.

But seriously was that even a generator? I was sure it wasn’t a second hand product nor fith not even 10th. It looked like a generator which was more of an inherited thing, believing to have Been passed down from his generation down to the person who had the guts to sell such a malfunctioning gen to my friend. And he bought it? Wasn’t surprise, sometimes he thinks like a Yabaleft patient.

The gen produced such an amazing noise. When i say ‘amazing’ you should comprehend what am trying to portray.

Seriously speaking, if you happen to pass through our street when the gen is in use, you’d think the house was were people come to grind their casava