Chapter 9: Strange attraction.

Omotayo

"Do you have his number?" Ini asked.

"No. I don't,"

"Does he have yours?" she asked again.

"No, he doesn't," I replied boredly.

"Did you ask where he stays?" she questioned and this time, I had to roll my eyes.

"No, and why should I?" I retorted and she hissed at me, wearing a frown on her face.

"Lord knows, you're a fool. A very big fool and the painful thing is somebody will see you now and say you have sense meanwhile, that space upstairs is halfway empty," she hissed harshly, scowling at me again, like she has been doing since she got here this morning.

"Ini, for once in your life, please be reasonable, use that number six of yours. How can I ask for his number, much less his home address? Does that make any sense? Does he know me from anywhere? So, you sef use your head reason am na," I fired back at her.

(So, you should also be reasonable.)

"If you don't have anything worthwhile to say to me this morning, then you better leave me alone and let me enjoy