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“Babe, where are you?...  Come to campus right away… Yaayyy…” Ibinabo said with excitement in her voice as she ended the call. Tofunmi called back without success as Ibinabo didn’t pick up anymore.  It was a very sunny Wednesday afternoon. Tofunmi had decided not to go out that day, as she had her project to work on. She had moved in with Ibinabo who rented an apartment in town since it was difficult getting accommodation on Campus for both ladies after they resumed the new session. Tofunmi had prayed vibrantly for a drama-free session. She was glad that she settled most of her issues with the father of her son, and also that her sister seemed to have adjusted to her break-up with Dapo. Thankfully for her, she had no issues all through the session. She had insisted that she paid part of the rent for the second year of their stay in the apartment which was her own final year and although Ibinabo refused, Tofunmi decided to contribute her quota in little ways she

Dapo must have been waiting for about thirty minutes. He was already getting pissed. He didn’t like being delayed for any reason; and not at a restaurant for that matter. The only reason why he decided to honour the invitation by Tade’s friend was because he wanted to hear out the tangible excuse Tade had to say this time around. He was really tired of the relationship; and Tade’s childish behavior. She was always having it her way anytime there was a misunderstanding and he was always begging and pleading till she felt he was already sorry enough. He was determined to call it quits if Tade was bent on having a break or whatever excuse she had this time. As Ibinabo stepped into the restaurant, all smiles, Dapo’s eye immediately caught hers. She was indeed a beauty to behold, with her hair bowing softly to the back, and her long legs moving slowly towards his table; Dapo found himself smiling back so intensely at this fair skinned babe, he didn't even notice the lady she cam

“Tee, you try so hard, I’m telling you man. What’s so special about this babe that you can’t forget about her and focus on all the fine babes in Lag? What kind of childhood spell is this? … honestly, I don’t understand you, I don’t…”   Kuye went on as he really couldn’t understand why his friend and colleague at work would deprive himself of the pleasure that literally filled the streets of Lagos. He was tired of hearing any more stories about Tofunmi. Kuye had heard enough stories about Temiye and Tofunmi to last a life time; stories of when they were growing up, how close they used to be, how they were the envy of many of their friends in church, how he couldn’t bear the thought that a guy will use and dump a precious being like her and so on. For all he cared, Kuye could vouch that someone was behind Temiye not being able to get over Tofunmi, especially when there was nothing in the first place to get over; it’s not like they actually dated and then broke up. Kuye had told