LIZZY’S NIGHT OF CONFESSION.

I met Lizzy during my pre-degree days. That cold morning, Gabriel was making my life miserable. Following me up and down demanding my number, “won't you leave that poor girl alone?” Lizzy thundered, “no be like say you sabi do the thing sef, na only to dey worry person you…

MY DAY WITH FRED’S WARMTH.

My first two years on campus were unadventurous and boring. My routine was quite predictable but I wasn't also a pushover. I maintained a good dress sense - because I could afford to, with a CGPA of 3.0. Though I wasn't the party going babe, I spoiled myself whenever I…