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THE MOANS CEASED and the door opened, revealing Abbey in a blue boxer shorts. He was sweaty, shirtless and looked like he just ran a marathon.
"Omo,I'm so fucking hungry," he said, rubbing his hands on his flat stomach. He didn't seem to notice that she was in the room until he was a few steps from the kitchen, where he stopped abruptly and turned around. "Eniola?" he asked.
Dayo answered him. "She's staying here for the night."
Eniola smiled nervously. "Hi," she said, trying to keep her eyes from going any lower from his face. The guy was half naked!
Abbey didn't seem embarrassed at all and only returned her smile. "Hey, I'm Abbey. I'm the nice guy," he winked, shaking her hands.
The girl that had been screaming emerged from the room and folded her arms on her chest. "Ade Banks 'The Terminator," she hailed.
She was standing in the doorway wearing a long white robe with a purple hair bonnet on her head.
"Jemima, what's up?
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