“So, how was it?” Tunde heard Kola say as his colleague grabbed a chair to sit beside him in the office. The air conditioner had a fault and the fans were not doing much to help with the heat. Tunde had his tie loosened and a button of his shirt undone.
“How was what?” he asked, not removing his eyes from his laptop.
“Your date,” Kola whispered.
Tunde wished Kola would keep all this kind of talk for outside the office. But then again he hardly talked to the guy outside the office.
“My date? With who?” He feigned ignorance.
“You know who,” Kola said impatiently.
“Guy abegi, it wasn’t a date,” Tunde said dismissively. “It was just two people hanging out.”
“Isn’t that what a date is? Now tell me how it was. Did you like it? I told you he’s a real keeper.” Continue reading