He called around 12pm this afternoon to ask if I had a free time since he was also free at work, so we could just hang out instead of tomorrow as initially planned, so I agreed. He came to pick me at home, on our way I asked where exactly we were going to and he said he needed to drop something for someone somewhere that it won’t take long, I was indifferent. On our way, a driver almost hit his car, and after raining several curses at the guy, he chased after him until he was out of sight, he was driving recklessly, that I was scared for my dear life, thank God for sit belt, his speed almost threw me and my small body out of the car (I experienced FAST AND FURIOUS!, I could feel my heart almost coming out of my mouth.) He asked if I was OK and I nodded, he now asked if I could cook and I said no, he yelled and said “HOW CAN YOU BE A WOMAN AND NOT KNOW TO COOK?, I was shocked at his yelling so I just kept quiet. In my mind I was telling myself “NGD, you have passed your boundary!” To make the matter worse, his car’s air freshener was horrible, coupled with the smell of weed every where, I almost choked to death🤦. The place was quite far, somewhere inside G. R. A. The house was in the middle of nowhere, When we got to a security check point, I was starting to feel uneasy like EH JESUS, HOPE THIS BOY HAS NOT COME TO USE ME FOR RITUAL LIKE THIS!! I quickly sent a whatsapp message to my friend to let her know what was happening in case of anything. He came out of the car and went inside the house, kept me waiting for almost an hour. As soon as I saw him enter the house, I bent under the car sit to see if there was CALABASH, but there wasn’t, I felt a bit relieved, but guess what I found??, a wrap of weed, I wasn’t even surprised because right from the first day I saw him, I could tell that he smokes.
So he came back about an hour later and asked me if I could chill for a few more hours, I told him no I have to go home now, he drove me back home. As I was about to come down from the car, he pulled me back(trying to form that Indian movie shiit with me), I pushed back and hurriedly jumped out before he would kuku rape me in the car.

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Hi guys, welcome to the diary of this socially awkward naija girl. I love telling stories based on individual and personal experiences. This blog was created anonymously for the purpose of letting things out just the way they are. I look forward to meeting you all on this journey with me.

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