Doesn’t most stories belong in the drama category? Honestly speaking, when we can’t categorize stories properly, we use drama as a default. I mean, something happened, right? that that thing that happened led to something else, right? So Drama!
After class, I saw Desmond in front of his car probably waiting for Clara because I could feel her behind me. I walked up to him, moved seductively close
Dayo had wanted a serious relationship with Femi, she had thought she would be the one to save him, fix him, but she was wrong. Femi did not want to be saved, nor fixed. And he did not want to have sex with her more than once either. She was bitter and she could not hide it.
Accepting that he could not get any cleaner than he was, he stepped out of his bath tub, then grabbed a bottle of schnapps from his fridge and downed it, then got dressed and headed to Alero’s flat.
She helped him in then shot the door before leading him to her couch. Trying not to say what was on her mind - and she had a lot on her mind - she stared at him with pity. She knew why he did it, why he had sex with every skirt. She believed she knew why, but she could never bring her self to have that conversation with him, plus he was tired, now would not be the time to talk.
One day while working on his farm, a beautiful woman (Adanma) with her daughter (Egodi) walked up to him to ask if he could accommodate them for a while since they were from a far away land
We have found this woman guilty of soiling the earth. She has committed a grave sin against us. She has tarnished her husband's name with adultery, and as our customs degree, she must be punished." Its muffled voice decreed.
She clung to him, desperate for her warmth and tears to anchor him back to life. His body, cold and lifeless, lay against hers, and she couldn't bear the thought of him slipping away like this—he deserved better, so much more.
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