Sheila is a fair-complexioned lady with straight dark and lustrous hair over her shoulders. She looked stunning in her red skimpy tight dress as she walked into the restaurant and sat alone.
Not long after she had sat down, the waiter came to attend to see if she needed anything. Phillip stared lustfully at Sheila.
"What a beautiful damsel to behold, this is a chance I must never miss” Philip soliloquized. He decided to go and her.
"Hello, pretty” Philip began the conversation as he sat right in front of Sheila.
"Hello” Sheila replied coldly. She was busy with her phone, not even knowing the eff speaking to her.
"Can I have your attention” Philip tried to gain her attention.
"I am all hears, if you have anything important to say” Sheila responded with her head still buried in her phone.
"Okay, my name is Johnson Philip,” Philip said not minding if she cared to know him.
On hearing the name, she raised her head to see oh art thou speaking.
"Huh, what a cute cool guy am falling already but I can’t give myself cheap like that.” Sheila thought.
Philip saw that Sheila was quiet for a moment, just staring at him. Philip got it right that she was lost in thoughts already on what he can’t say.
Philip tapped her…..
"Is everything okay?” Philip asked.
"Yeah, am fine my name is Harriett Sheila” Sheila replied having come back to reality.
"That’s beautiful, nice meeting you” Philip and Sheila had a handshake.
They began to discuss one economy of Nigeria, the political activities in the country, insecurity, and sorts like that when Philip's phone rang. Philip checked it and found out it was his friend, Harrison. Picking the call…..
"Am right in front of the restaurant waiting for you” Harrison said to Philip.
"I’ll have to come out of the restaurant to meet cos am already in there”
"Oh, that’s good I’ll be expecting you soonest”
Phone cuts….
"I will have to go now,” Philip said as he stood up, about to take his leave.
"Goodbye, love ya,” Sheila said kissing her palm, Philip smiled, looking confused already so he preferred to just leave. But he was very happy that he was almost getting her.
On getting out, he remembered something which made him upset with himself which is that he forgot to exchange phone numbers with Sheila. He hastened back inside but he couldn’t find Sheila again, this was a bad one for him.
Philip out to meet his friend.
"Hey, Philip! Good to see you” Harrison embraced his friend Philip.
"Same Harrison, it’s been a while” they disengaged.
"Yh it’s true but now we are finally in contact with each other again after how many years”
"You’re right”
"And am very sorry about your Dad’s death”
Philip heaved a sigh, he didn’t like when he is been reminded of his father’s death. Harrison understood and decided to change the topic immediately.
"It’s okay, life still goes on” Harrison patted Philip on the back.
"Thanks for your encouragement bro”
"What are friends for? Comm'n let's go inside and have some fun”
They both entered the restaurant and ordered two bottles of baron.
Twilight was fast approaching, Philip guzzled down his drink, and bided his friend Harrison goodbye after a series of baron bottles.
As he was driving, different thoughts drove through his mind like trucks, he took them off his mind immediately and selected the thought of a company owned by his father.
If the company would be eventually handed over to me, I will perform exploit and throw the company into the limelight all over the world” Philip spoke to himself.
He increased the volume of the music player and he began to sing alongside the music.
Soon, he got home and halted the vehicle in the garage after which he made his way into the building.
"Welcome brother, but it took you a long time before coming back home, why??”
"Thanks “Philip paused and continued “About the lateness you talked about, it wasn’t my fault, but my friends’ because he came late”
"No problem, your food is ready”
"Thanks but am too filled to eat anything”
"Aun, why? Does that implies my effort of making the meal for you is wasted?”
"Sorry, but I have to go now” Philip whispered as he staggered to his room. She was aware Philip had gone to drink away his life but she would not like to talk.
O glad, what kind of brother did I have, he just does things the way he likes, not caring if it going to affect others or not “Sandra soliloquized as she left the living room, parked the food she had served for his brother to the kitchen.
10:00 POST-MERIDIAN…..
Trim, trim” the alarm clock clanged. Philip woke up from his sleep and put off the alarm clock after which he illumined the room by switching the bulb on. He got down from his bed, wended to the bathroom, freshened up, and dressed up. He picked up his car key and left the house.
Philip was on his way to Jaylinx hotel where he was invited by one of his old friends, Felix,
Felix and Philip were once close friends in their secondary school days, they both attended night parties then and were popularly known as “Babe King” because they loved to have fun with girls who fell into their trap at first blush because they both were cute and handsome guys…….
Jaylinx hotel was built as a funky large and spacious compound with classically inspired décor. Soonest, Philip got to the hotel and parked in the garage where other vehicles were in a station…..
T.B.C