LOVE & WEB

NORAIt's a calm breezy day that Saturday evening, onewhich every lady always dreams of having a datewith their loved ones or just anyone; no one should sit alone in bed wallowing in thoughts on a weekend, not after having a stressful week. Nora's phone rings interjecting the quiet space, one look at the caller ID, she puts the phone on silent and shoves it aside. She regrets partying that fateful day, which turned out to be a sore one within twelve hours into it, she met this pervert of a caller. That day, her Uber had arrived and she walked out of her house gorgeously dressed! She looked so enticing that all through the trip even the driver kept catching glances at her through his rear mirror. She arrived at the venue only to meet an empty hall, she had decided to get to the reception early enough to get a good seat, where else can ladies in their 30s desperately meet the love of their lives if not at a wedding? That she totally forgot about African time. She searched for her hand

CHICHIChichi, a very beautiful light-skinned lady opens the door to her apartment quietly and closes it gently with extra care. She tiptoes up the stairs but her effort was proven whacked as the light comes on, she stops abruptly as she meets her mom, whom she was trying so hard to avoid, sitting at the top edge of the stairway "where are you coming from by this hour of the day?" This is the question she had hated all through her lifetime, which made her stay away from home since she was a teenager. She can't believe the person whom she chose to harbor under her own roof will still police her around at her age. She rolls her eyes "work" she says as she squeezes her tiny self through the little space left from the wall to where her mother was sitting just to escape her mother's round of interviews. "oh oh! Work around this time? Do you not know what the time says? If you have children to take care of, would you be walking in from work at this hour?" Her mother stands up inquisitively,

SUSANSusan wonders for the umpteenth time why a man would just bail out on her without having to hear or see her first. "Has it finally gotten to this? Won't I go for deliverance like this? Maybe my father's family has finally caught up with me after several years of my mother's trial to keep me away from them since his death" Her mother knocks on her door softly, she wipes away the tiny tear off her cheek and calls out to her "come in"Her mother walks in grinning from ear to ear "so how did it go? Do you like him" Susan lets out a teary no and her mom rushes to her to hold her in a firm embrace "what happened? Is he not good looking? Does he have an attitude? Tell me baby, you don't have to like him, someone else will come by" Susan is forever grateful for the kind of mother God has gifted her, she holds her up when she is about to break down which happens almost every hour as she is just an extremely emotional person "No mom, he didn't even call at all" her mother let out a fuss

SUSANSusan scrolled through her Instagram feed severally but no new update showed on her timeline, she had followed Henry on Instagram two days back but he hasn't followed her back nor spoken to her since their last conversation. She is starting to become worried, is this what he is like, or is he just NOT into her? He never apologized for ghosting her on their supposed first video call, all he did was gave her a call a day later and caught up with the conversation like nothing happened and she was quick to forget because he really is very good at conversing. Just as the thought of their conversation crossed her mind, her face grew wider with a big smile "I think I like him already but he needs to stop making me feel casual like we aren't planning to start something serious together". Her office door flew open which startled her, Bode her colleague walks in majestically like he owns the whole building, Susan shakes her head and warns him "you really need to start knocking before you

SUSANSusan's phone wouldn't stop buzzing after Bode posted her pictures from Linda's birthday at the club the other night. In fact, that is her most-liked post on the gram and she still can't get over the fact that people would rather admire half-naked girls than fully clothed ones. She is bewildered as she reads comments upon comments from people who she assumed to be ghost followers and even some of her friends who only remember she exists whenever she posts a cute picture. She scoffs and laughs as she reads Bode's caption to her picture again "this guy is a fool!" Her phone buzzed again, this time it was Henry liking all her club pictures and adding possessive comments on each "Mine" "My sucre" "Butterfly" Susan couldn't believe her eyes as she read out loud, she calls on Bode who rushes in because he feared it was an emergency "what happened?" he asks as he tries to catch his breath "He commented and liked all my pictures!!!" Susan informs him excitedly, Bode on the other hand i