Chai, the guy fine die. Na height you dey find? E dey. Na good dentition you want? E get am. Na charming smile? Hei God. E get. The guy is just too fine. In fact he is irresistible.
This morning - Monday morning - as you wake up, you keep thinking about how you'll get him to talk to you. Infact you had dreamed about him throughout your sleep.
You get up, tidy up, and get dressed for work. You put on one of the best corporate dresses you own. In a nut shell, you were looking all peng. You crown it all by spraying the perfume you got from that mallam, the previous day.
You finally arrive work. Whenever you notice the guy moving around the office, you quickly act as if you are working. If they check well sef the sound of your heart beat is enough to entertain guests at a wedding reception.
Then you surmon the courage to work up to him to at least say hi and probably introduce yourself.
As you get up and start walking towards his office, you notice a strange pull from behind. It was as if something was dragging you. When it drags you back a little it will stop, then you move forward again, it will drag you.
You kept wondering what was going on.
Then you heard something whispering to your ears "You think you're smart abi? When last did you wash me? You now went and carried mallam perfume and sprayed and in your mind you want to go and talk to Mr.Fine man abi? Goan talk to him na and see how I will disgrace you with bad smell".
It was your black singlet who whispered, you hadn't washed her in weeks.
© Ifeoluwa Afolami,
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