Is my rizz game too good?
I think my female friend is in love with me.
I know you'll get an email like everybody else subscribed to this substack, and you'll run down the stairs in your silk nightie to give me a smack on the head for saying you are in love with me. But yes, I said what I said and you know it's the truth. Don't kill me, I love you.π€
Now, let's get to it.
Soβ¦ I woke up this morning to a pang of hunger, reminding me that I hadn't eaten the night before. After brushing my teeth and doing the necessary, I went up to my friend's room, the floor directly above mine, to borrow her hotplate so I can make pasta ( I refuse to call it concotion spag ). On getting there, I didn't meet her in the room. Her roommate told me that she just stepped out for a bit. I shook my head and said, βna only God sabi where she waka go nowβ and made my way back to my room.
On getting to my room, I lost all motivation to make my pasta and I just grabbed my phone and started scrolling through the never ending reels my friend sent me on Instagram, finding the perfect replies to them. Few minutes into my scrolling, my friend entered my room, her roommate told her I'd stopped by. I explained my hotplate mission and we went back to her room to carry it. With my rekindled motivation, I brought my pot out and made my pasta (so sad, you couldn't taste my cooking).
After eating, we cozied up and spent some time scrolling through Pinterest, imagining how it'd be like if we had the money to recreate the whole feed (weeps in poverty). Feeling sleepy, I mentioned I was going to get some shut-eye because I have to be in class by 2. My friend, however, insisted on keeping me company, that she wants to disturb me because she hasn't been able to for the past two days now. I have finally conquered my late night habits and I'm now sleeping early.
I tried explaining to her that the only reason why I'm sleeping early is because I donβt get my afternoon nap. If she allows me to sleep now, she'd get to have me at night. She didn't budge and still insisted on staying with me. βNaso this love strong reach, iyyehhh. And I didn't add anything special to the food oooβ, I thought to myself.
After much persuasion, she let me go, deciding that she had to get back to her reading.
Guys, what do you think? I think it's my cooking π. How do I navigate my friend's love? Helpppp!!!
And I still haven't gotten my afternoon nap because I had to write this. The things we do for love!π
Your anonymous bestie
Reeπ€




Walahi it's not your fault π
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