It’s another Tuesday. Discussions at the end.
He couldn’t remember having an alarm clock close to his bed. Why was there one going off now? John slowly opened his eyes. Arghh. Such banging headache. Where was he? He wondered as he turned off the alarm clock. This wasn’t his bed. Worse still, why isn’t he dressed? He never takes off his clothes at night. What’s happeni-
His eyes caught hold of a note beside the bed. It simply read:
“Last night was fun. I can’t wait for the next time. XOXO”
Last night? Fun? Next time? First he needed to get out of this strange place. Luckily, his phone was also by the bed. He places a call:
“Akpan, where are you?”
“Oga, I dey downstairs”
“Oga, I drop you for madam friend house yesterday and you say make I come carry you for morning”
“Ok…ay. I’m coming down”
As he struggled between the headache and wearing his clothes, he wondered what happened last night. And then it struck him:
“Madam friend”? Madam?!
Food for thought:
Where was John? Who is madam? Find out in the next post by 1pm (GMT+1)
Hebrews 13:4 “Marriage is honourable in all, and the bed undefiled: but whoremongers and adulterers God will judge.”