14 - You have five minutes to bring Mercedes back

Nathan got to his penthouse and helped Lanre to the Italian luxury sofa. "What do you want to eat?" He unbuttoned his white shirt and asked.

"Anything," Lanre responded faintly, his arm over his head and his eyes closed.

"I'll make you some soup," Nathan offered. He loved to cook since he lived alone. Professionals came once a week to clean but aside from that, no other person came in except Lanre and a few family members occasionally.

"You know how I hate soup," he retorted in a haze. Nathan was slightly irritated.

"Then you should stop exceeding your alcohol limit. It's the best for your condition unless you want to snack on a banana," Nathan proposed. He knew how much Lanre hated bananas and wanted to provoke him. Lanre was his childhood friend and like all best friends, they always stood for each other but somehow, Lanre's marriage has drawn them a little bit apart. He no longer had time to spend with Nathan like he used to but whe