Bloke_ Diaries II

“M seeing someone now but can’t seem to get over you, if you get serious with me, would leave him… Or u mind an open relationship?”

“Ronke, are you f*cking kidding me?” That was the nicest thing I could think to say. My anger was I had come all the way to hear the rubbish she just said, she could have saved me the stress and time wasted by telling me over the phone or bbm.

*sigh*

I had the urge to leave immediately, but her pleas sorta calmed me.

She had few errands to run and so we drove around town a while, after which we went to her house. The look I got when I walked in almost had me turning around and bidding goodbye.What had she told them about me? Abi shit dey my body ni?

Anyways, I put up that killer smile, said “hello” to everyone and sat. Drinks and a meal were served but I only took the drink cos it was still sealed, make I no go chop food laced with “luff portion” begin scream Ronke name for night, Biko kwa!!!

After about an hour it was time to leave and Ronke offered to drop me off. The ride home was quiet, I tried to make conversation but she didn’t bulge. Did I mention she had asked for sex again on our way to her’s? Of cos she did!!! Since I don’t appreciate beating about the bush, NO! was the answer she got.Na so she keep face like say trailer jam am! Who cares? Na force to enter Jerusalem?

Just when I thought I had gotten rid of her for good, baby girl offered to take me to the airport the following day cos I had to be outta town; and behold she turned up with her “Boyfriend”, who turned out to be a long lost paddy of mine. *wicked smile* Glory!!! Fred was excited to see me and as though he had been waiting to talk to someone, he spilled on his “relationship” with Ronke, how much of a bug and nympho she was, a total PEST! Those were his exact words, “poor boy”!

Well he finally said what I had waited to hear, it was all about her bank account for him, EPIC!!! Sorry Ronke and of cos Fred,,,, that’s all I had in my head through out the flight, two confused humans!

Ronke and I are’nt friends anymore, not on speaking terms either. Why? She clearly doesn’t know what she wants and keeps changing men like she does her sanitary pads, sad eh? “M not about friends who”lld add no value, rich or not! No scratch that, there's MONEY!!! Well good riddance to rotten rubbish.

*Deuces*

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