A GOOD DAY TO DIE

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erful constellations. Unlike the sun, the light of the day, the moon was mild with her glow. She lacked the bright and hot ferocity of the sun. If anything, the light of the moon although dim

purposely connected his phone to the speakers in his room before he went to bed by four pm. He groaned as he reached for his phone sitting on

alarm did the job of snuffing out every last bit of slumber within him. Although the setting of the alarm had been his doing, he was not very happy about the idea of waking up from sleep. Groaning he reached for the phone and s

g expensive champagne, and feeling on the sexiest girls. That was the thing about Friday, it was the weekday of all weekdays because it was the day that ended the

aintain a three-point five cumulative grade point average (CGPA). His food truck was making him good money and he was hoping to expand soon, thus he was doing pretty well for himself, although

s family resided in Lagos and lucky for himself, he owned a car. It was a sleek black 2020 Toyota

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ited the bathroom in his towel and shaving foam-covered face to pic

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del or anything in fact among his friend group of five he came a close last in his facial features but Kamal had the body of gods. He had a small yet wide forehead with a heavy jawline, small cheekbones, and a mildly pointy chin. His nose

cided to make his body his major attraction and he had succeeded. He had a lean figure with a broad chest and tight abs that showed

-good song. He danced in the shower as the cold water ran over his body, once he was fully washed, he exited the shower still enjoying his music he bobbed his head to the

d. He had opted for black jeans and a black shirt topped with a dark blue leather jacket. On his neck he had on a thick fourteen-millimeter silver neck chain. On his wrist was a silver swatch, a gift from his father and on his knuckles was stainless steel ring with fake crystals adorning its circumference, h

red to himself as he admir

d them into his pocket and exited his hom

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ad no idea why she was stalling so much, there was only one person she truly wa

be ruined. She touched on his name and the iPhone led her to his personal contact page. Eni looked

Daddies and her only interest was money but with Kamal, he was her friend. Unlike most guys Kamal was pretty chill with her. They shared many similarities in music, mov

words would she use to express that she was falling for him? Also, even if she told him she did not expect him to reciprocate not just because they were friends but also because of who she was. No normal guy would like a runs girl, Kamal’s friends who he loved so much would probably

Three years down the line the voice had been right but sometimes she could not help loathing the voice and regretting her actions. What had happened had happened and there

The voic

was the night, she was not going to wait anymore.