THE DAY I SHOULD HAVE STAYED HOME

Remember Tunde, the fine boy I told you about? Well, he invited me to the movies. A step forward right? Yup, I was so excited but truthfully, some lecturers are just kill joys. Imagine! She fixed a class for two o clock and I didn’t even get to see the message until a couple of minutes to two o clock and since I didn’t want to stab classes again as per good girl and she promised she wouldn’t use more than a couple of minutes just to brush up on some points and get us up to speed so I wore my Christmas cloth that I normally would have worn to the cinemas (if you know what I mean) to class with the hope that I would catch up with him latest by 3 at least we would be done or I would have signed attendance besides its not like any knowledge wants to enter my head but who knows? Life na lotto. Unfortunately, I dialed his number and he didn’t pick so I left him a WhatsApp chat about my current situation hoping he would be patient and then I’ll catch up with him later. Na so some minutes became ten, twenty, thirty minutes then that one did not pain me until it was fifty minutes after then one hour, ah! And she kept on saying ‘in conclusion” and “I’ll soon let you go now” giving us false hope every time. Eventually, after an hour and half she let us go. Honestly, I couldn’t have been happier, I quickly took a cab to the school gate then flew bike there before making my way to the ladies to touch up my make-up as per one must look peng and when I thought I was ready I stepped into the cinemas playing slow motion in my head and imagining my walk to be in slo-mo but all that stopped when I looked around and couldn’t find Tunde. At that moment, ‘nobody greater’ started playing, you know the ‘searched all over, couldn’t find nobody’ part. So I decided that I was going to get my ticket and kuku use that time to see a movie and I started making excuses for him in my head, maybe he misinterpreted my chat, maybe he just stepped out to use the toilet, "maybe he’s sick, omg let me call him!" but thank God I didn’t call him because nothing prepared me for what I saw. my guy was getting cozy with another babe, talk about heartbreak before it kuku began, "and another one bites the dust", I thought. So I bought myself a movie ticket which unfortunately happens to be the same one they would be seeing. Eventually, I managed to enter the cinema unscathed and pick a seat for myself at a vantage position where I could both see Tunde and also the movie. While I was going through the torture, a well dressed lady came and sat beside me. well, it's a free world right? The lady is a demon!! at first, she was pressing her phone in the cinemas and her phone was on outdoor backlight, I mean. Then later when she put it down and I thought God has delivered me from her, she started all those nonsense laughter to the scenes in the movie, I can still endure right? that was until she started talking to me about the movie and asking very annoying questions, I mean who comes to watch a sequel when you've not seen the first one? she asked so many questions to the point that she started asking me the future of the movie as if I wrote it then started making all those "what if?' comments. At this point, I was done and just made my way out of the cinemas. By whatever trick of fate, maybe he saw me oh or maybe it was a coincidence we'll never know 'cause I ran into Tunde and the tears I was holding back was already making its way to my eyelids. he started telling me that he just ran into her and thought why not? and that he didn't even get my chat. Well, I was already tired, drained even. I just told him later and made my way to my hostel to lick my wounds in peace. Thank you for reading, please feel free to drop a comment. Have a wonderful week. LOVE, OMO AYAN.