22: Live

I noticed Nnaji’s gaze on me from where I stood, and I glanced up to glare at him after a minute of him not approaching and only staring. He pressed his lips together, and summoning the courage, he approached me.

“I thought you would not approach.”

He gave me a knowing look. “You’re terrifying, and I feel as if I’m approaching the lioness herself.”

“What do you want, Nnaji?” I asked, going straight to the point. I felt angry at his very presence and didn’t want to prolong it. I don’t know why I was mad at him. He had done nothing terrible. The only thing he did was gawk at me and refer to me as a lioness. None of which warrants this much anger.

“Come to the club with me,” he requested in a very calm and pleading voice.

“Why?” I asked.

“Because I asked nicely?”

I snorted, not believing my ears. “Yeah right.”

“Come on, it’s the end of the week.”

I didn’t see what the end of the week had to do with his argument.

I shrugged casually. “Go then, but don’t drag me along with your plans.”

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