Once upon time, back in those days as a young guy. My girlfriend told me she was going over to her friends place for a visit and possibly sleepover. I asked which of her friends and she told me her bestie, Richard. They've been friends for years, longer than even our relationship. I helped her pack the few clothes she needed while she ordered Uber. We chatted and talked throughout her trip to his place. Then I got busy and attended to other things. Few hours later, around 8PM, my phone rang and it was my baby.
"Hello, love, you didn't even call me to find out if I've gotten here."
I replied, "Sorry, baby, I was just about to call you."
"Okay, love. I got here over an hour ago, the traffic was crazy."
"Pele my love, how's Richard?"
"He's fine, he's here. Richard, my baby is saying hi."
"King King, I greet you brother!"
I heard Richard shout over the phone. I smiled.
"Okay baby, Richard want to prepare dinner and since I don't want to die of food poisoning, I have to monitor his kitchen duties."
"Alright love, you guys should have..."
"Big head, I thought you said you have Yoghurt in the fridge, I'm not seeing anything."
Sandra's voice interrupted my call.
"Check the freezer" I said to her.
"Baby, who's that?"
My girlfriend asked.
"Oh, it's my friend"
"Which friend?"
"Sandra, my bestie. She just came in a few minutes ago."
"You didn't tell me Sandra was coming".
"I didn't know she was coming, but she was passing through and decided to stop by so I asked her to sleepover."
My girlfriend ended the call immediately. One hour later, around past 9PM, I heard a knock on the door.
It was my girlfriend. She was back with her things.
Fear Women.
