DOGS AND BITCHES

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One of the hardest things to do in life is letting go of what you thought was real. This was true for Anette. But after an endless cycle of failed relationships with philandering devils masked in meek faces, she decided she’d had just about enough. She was done with relationships and all the BS that came with them.

Perhaps it was her fault, falling for spiffy, well-off men who were really dogs because they had eyes for every bitch; men who were like bras because they hooked up behind your back. Nonetheless, her decision was final.

Tunji was the last dog, the one Tonia had spotted entering a hotel with another female, his hand in a rather compromising position on her back. He’d been even more shameless, texting her, after the breakup, with the words: “Hello everyone.”

Her hurt still sore and prickling, she’d struggled with herself to ignore him. But the content of his message had left her so bewildered that she’d eventually texted back with the query: “Everyone?”

His spiteful response came almost immediately: “Yes. Since you always send screenshots of our conversations to your friends, I thought it would be impolite if I didn’t say ‘hi’ to them too.”

This explained why two weeks later, on a breezy Saturday evening, the air alive with romance and sensual music, Anette sat by herself at a fancy table, beneath a crystalline chandelier, at the Golden Gate restaurant just off Lekki highway. She’d come to spoil herself with a rich dinner that would consist of any rich hors d’oeuvre and a sparkling glass of chardonnay. She’d come to show herself that she didn’t need a man to have a good time.

And so, she tapped away at the ambient screen of her iPhone until the handsome waistcoated man with a red bowtie and an infectious smile waltzed up to her table.

“Would you like a drink?” he asked.

“I have a boyfriend,” she snapped.

The puzzled stare he gave her lingered for about a quarter of a minute before he spoke again.

“I’m the waiter.”

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2 Comments Add yours

  1. Debs says:

    This killed me!
    I can imagine the look on her face…

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Kadiri Alex says:

    Thanks for reading Debbie.

    Like

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