“I think I need a visit to Bimpe’s room.” I said to myself one cool evening.
I stood up from my bed so as to ease myself in the restroom before going to where I had in mind.
I am a resident of “Look and Live hostel”: a three storey building with Up to forty rooms and several Wings.
The hostel is one of the Biggest at Sugar Town area; one of the most Populated areas by students of my institution.
My hostel was one you could call a ‘Living Water Ministry members and Muslim Hostel’; as 50% of the residents there were members of the Living Water Ministry, with the next 35% as Muslims while the remaining 15% belonged to none of the two groups.
I and three of my friends one of which was Bimpe were among the 50% LW members in the building.
Sharon who is the fifth in the Clique lived not too far from our hostel and spent most of her day in our hostel most especially Bimpe’s room.
“I keep fighting voices in my mind that say I’m not enough.” Lauren Daigle’s voice rang out from my phone as soon as I stepped inside the restroom.
I turned back quickly to pick it from where it was on my bed.
It was Bimpe.
“Who is in for a Conference call?” Bimpe shouted excitedly immediately I picked the call.
“I was just preparing to come to your room. Well, get Chinazo and the rest connected. Thank God for Close Users Group Line. ” I replied not wanting to kill her excitement.
“Abi oo. Give me few seconds.”
“Adebisi Mercy O, how far?” a Voice greeted immediately she joined the call.
“Chinazo, I dey oo. Where is Sharon?”
“That’s my cue!” An excited voice said as we all laughed.
“Pele! (Sorry.) Be feeling yourself there.” Bimpe replied.
“This girls henn; it is well.” I thought smiling.
“It’s Chinazo that use to say igbo girls are beautiful; Sharon too has started her own.” I said.
“Before nko? We are beautiful oo. Abeg!” She said as I tried to picture her face at that moment.
“Where is G.G ? Bimpe, didn’t you add her ?” Chinazo asked.
“Dear, I am here.” God’s Glory who we call G.G replied.
“Welcome. G.G, hope you are doing well?” I asked concerned.
“I’m fine. Today’s Activity in the school just stressed me out a bit.”
“Sorry, find time to rest. ” I said.
“I will. Thanks dear.”
“Henhen! Mercy” Bimpe called.
“Yes! Is something wrong? ” I asked.
“Nothing much. Just have a question for you. Please who were you talking to on phone when we were in Chinazo’s room yesterday?”
“Let me be direct, who were you using Bedroom voice for?” She asked bluntly.
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