His name is Ricky, known for being an angry boy.
Sleeping alone in his one small little room at the extreme of the apartment leaving the door ajar. He is currently chatting with a girl under the cool serene walkway of their college environment and the girl seeming to fall in love with him, he stretches for a kiss with his lips moving. I stood there amazed as he struggle on bed. Not wanting to let this continue as it looks scary to me, I tapped him and he gets up with a silly face to be angry with me for not allowing him have a taste of the girl’s lips.
All this made known after I received a slap from his long-short-fingered hand followed by a sorry.
© Chris Ekong