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I remember one time me and my gees went outdoor swimming at Fresh Hotel, Fate Rd. One girl walked up to me and told me to act like we came together, I understood cah there were many guys there, the ratio was that bad. As per say me sef no carry girl come, I collect bodyguard job—
—bro it was so flawless everyone thought I was her guy fr. I remember this huge violent-looking guy swim towards her, I quickly told her to pose for a picture, the guy eventually left cause I didn't stop taking pictures. Me and this chic were so into it I forgot I came with—
—friends. I was not even pro at swimming but the styles we practiced suppose carry me go Olympics. Some kind occurrences occur but everything na part of the act, normal. Fast forward couple minutes later I no sight baby again. Wagwan? Maybe she went to change or sumn, decided to—
follow suit. Got my clothes on, checked the reception, I no still see baby oh, let bygones be bygones na.
It was when me and my guys were trying to sort oPay at junction, I saw this lass stroll back into the hotel with one lanky guy, suya sticks in her hand, the guy's hand—
It was when me and my guys were trying to sort oPay at junction, I saw this lass stroll back into the hotel with one lanky guy, suya sticks in her hand, the guy's hand—
—around her waist. I tried moving away from their direction, but she noticed and waved at me somewhat awkwardly, I returned it, same energy. They moved farther by a few steps and I heard the lanky guy go: "Was that the boy from the poolside?"—
The girl giggled and patted his back.
Bro, I sank.
Bro, I sank.
