Motunrayo Otun |
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asked myself a thousand questions, what am I doing wrong? Where
did I go wrong? I was still buried in these thoughts when the
movie started. I decided to concentrate on the movie and continue
the soul-searching afterwards. A moment passes and I heard a voice
beside me asking if the seat beside me was taken .I looked up
to see who it was and then removed my bag as I told him it was
free. He took his seat beside me and I couldn’t help but
notice the tang of his cologne. I was familiar with that particular
scent even though I couldn’t place the name of the cologne.
I made a mental note to ask him after the movie. In the course
of the movie, I noticed he made quick glances at me from time
to time and I had suddenly begun to feel self-conscious. What
exactly is happening here? I couldn’t even finish my drink-my
favorite drink, Lacasera. I took a sneak peek at him. He is good
looking, not the traffic-causing kind of good look, but he sure
has something that makes you remember that face the next time
you see him. I noticed his shirt and the jacket he was holding
and wondered what his occupation was. The movie finally ended
and as we made our way through the exit, walking side by side,
I finally gathered enough nerve to say “nice cologne, what’s
the name?”… I was silent during the ride home. Lost in deep thoughts, already thinking of the things I was going to say to him. “God please let this work out” I prayed silently. Three of my friends had fallen asleep immediately they got into the car. I listened to Nygi and Jade- the only ones awake-talked about the movie for sometime and shifted my attention to the radio show going on. We got to my place and everyone hurriedly got out. Friday night-out with my five friends has become more like a ritual. Most times we go clubbing and get home at the early hours of the morning. In a matter of minutes everyone was sleeping. The last thing I wanted to do was sleep. I got myself a pack of orange juice from the kitchen and switched on the TV. I had not really started watching the show on TV when my phone rang and it was Tamilore. We talked for so long. When I checked the time it was some minutes past 5a.m. We talked a little more and said our goodnights. He sounded so sexy on the phone. I was so happy; I couldn’t sleep. I sat on the on the couch fantasizing. “He is the one, he is the one” I thought as I finally got to sleep at about six a.m. I woke up
at about 12 noon that day with a slight migraine. It’s the
lack of sleep I thought as I walked to the bathroom. My apartment
is a two bed roomed. Ore and Lola had both slept in my own room,
while Nygi, Jade and Oyin had slept in the guest room. I checked
each room and noticed they were all awake but still in bed. As
I was about to walk out, Ore called out to me saying “what’s
up with that guy yesterday”? “Who”, I replied
pretending not to know that she was talking about Tamilore. “The
guy at the galleria”. ‘oh, him” I said still
feigning ignorance. “He’s just there” I said.
I was not just ready to talk about it yet. |
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