#MY_LOQUACIOUS_ROOM_MATE
EPISODE 3
He held me and began to cry. Help me brother 🙏 I’m doomed if you let them take me away 😭
Some hefty looking guys were bellowing with a baritone voice for him to move it.
I was moved with compassion, so I asked what the problem was?
One of the meanest looking guy amongst the two eyed me and sized me up. He was checking me out to see if he could take me head on.
I guess he was disappointed in what he saw. Although I wasn’t a bad guy but when shove becomes a push you never can tell what trick was in my sleeves 😂
I was more well built and athletic than them all. I will not be exaggerating if I say I could take them all at once and they will be badly hit. 😜
But being a peaceful soul, I was more interested in solving the problem diplomatically than using force which was the last resort.
They told me how he gambled and couldn’t pay off. They had collected his Infinix hot 10, his shoes and Polo shirt. His balance was 7k. Which is why he wanted to give them my mattress worth 80k🙆🙆
People get mind sha, 😏 my room mate really get mind. Shoo 😳
I transferred 7k to their account and they left after threatening him never to show face for their cabah again unless life don tire am.
I sat on a stone close to him and was just looking at him. Bros, tell me about yourself. How you take wowo like this?
He eyed me but for the fact say I save him a*s him no fit shout na 😃 but I know for him mind him don call me werey 😂😂😂
My name is Jeffrey Mishael. I was Jeff boy before I joined some group of happening boys on campus.
I was looking for a way of acceptance amongst my mates. I guess I was suffering from low self-esteem.
I sold off almost all my properties in the room to meet up with our escalades. Deep inside me I was dying but I most belong.
That was how I began to gamble, it was paying off at first because I could not request money from home after squandering all that was given to me to last me for the semester.
My parents are well to do, but very strict. I never had the freedom to mingle with my equals. I saw this as an opportunity to catch up on all I’ve missed growing up.
Back home,they still see me as Jeff the sweet boy. But my academics are suffering, I am suffering. I don’t want the life I’m living now but I can’t help it. Please help me bro🙏
I held his hands and told him. It is not late to make a U-turn. We all make mistakes but we must correct them when we still have the opportunity to do so or forever live in regrets.
What must I do? First of all you need God in your life. He alone has the power to change you and empower you to stay changed.
I’m willing,he said. Ok! So I led him to Christ. We prayed some more time.
For the first time since I moved in with him he slept at home! God is wonderful 😊
To be continued……
©️Austine T T Jnr ✍️
