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Femi.

Tunde just stood there staring at us but we didn’t waver. We had to intervene. Tunde did not look good in any capacity at all.

“Tunde you need to speak.” I said after a while of silence.

“Why? Why do you guys think that something is wrong with me?” Tunde said while twitching, even though I doubted it before now I was sure that he was using.

“God! Tunde where did you get the drugs from!” Kola yelled, he was not having it. Tunde was getting irritated now.

I held Kola’s shoulder. “If you come at him like that he won’t say anything,” I said to him.

I looked at Tunde, “The reason why we think you have a problem is this,” I pointed at his appearance,

“You’re really insecure about your hairline but your hair is growing out, you never let that happen for anything. You didn’t even wear a cap to cover it. You’re dressed like a homeless person. Shirt not tucked in, tie loose, clothes rumpled. No suit on a Monday morning that’s very unlike you.” I said.

“And let’s not forget the uncontrolla