Chapter 6: Blue Tick Gist and Office Game

Everywhere just quiet.

You fit hear glass for kitchen drop. Even the waiter stop for door, dey observe. Everybody dey look face, dey wait for wetin go happen next.

From corner of my eye, I see say everybody dey watch am, dey wait for drama.

Some girls dey peep, some guys dey hide smile, but nobody wan talk first.

Tunde face turn red, then white. He look the food, brain dey run calculation like say calculator wan burn. After one long minute, he talk:

“That one no too good. I gats give the bros—”

The stammer show say e no expect am. You fit see am dey sweat, dey try talk another thing.

Before he finish, Farouk jump enter:

“Brother Tunde, no need give us chance—na your turn to shine for babes. We no go collect your shine. I think wetin our guy talk make sense, make we run am.”

Farouk voice dey sharp. For once, everybody dey reason am as correct guy. Na so guys dey when wahala don pass their level.

He stand up:

“Abi make we dey go? Ladies, if una no get other plan, I dey go house go sleep.”

Na code—everybody catch am. Some girls dey pack bag, others dey smile small.

The girls too stand up, say dem dey go rest.

You fit see say the form don break, the party don end.

I call waiter make e bring bill.

As I raise hand, waiter rush come. Everybody dey press phone, pretend like dem busy.

Nobody talk, only WhatsApp dey vibrate for pocket. Even the waiter dey wait for drama.

I calculate the guys share, send am to Tunde for WhatsApp:

“I don pay for the guys, including you. You fit settle the girls own. Abeg, we drink well today—no late for work tomorrow.”

You know say for Naija, WhatsApp dey save person from public wahala. I drop am there, make e no get excuse.

As I dey go, I see Tunde face dey change colour, dey green like ugu leaf.

True talk—na only for Naija you fit see face dey change colour like traffic light. E pain am well.