After It Happened

"Ugh. How could I forget the horrible effects of alcohol? I'm meant to be in bed right now nursing a cup of coffee with my blinds closed."

"Abeg shut up and stop complaining. Was I the one who told you to go to the party? That's what you get for not bringing me along."

"You obviously didn't want to come. Don't pretend like you didn't know when your brother left for the party. Plus I'm sure Tola invited you."

"Stepbrother please. And yes your boyfriend invited me, but I didn't feel like coming."

"So stop disturbing me jare."

Yes I am talking to Camille. Obviously, our friendship isn't something she can throw away like that. She probably misses me a lot and is in a good enough mood to come to my aid this Monday morning.

That is probably why I tripped as I was coming up the school steps. Few of the people around laughed at my expense,

Fun? Crazy? Boring? Just gist me

her. So clearly, it was a college party. How do you think it was?" I

Just tell me how it was biko

speaking Igbo by force." The girl can be really

My memory felt hazy this morning. Probably the after effect of the drink I took. It's not like I took

"Okay oo. You..."

that I'm not starting to like it. Plus her classes can be really enjoyable most times especially when she talks about

topic on the board. I squint at my purple watch

8:05.