So, I had a guy who used to be my friend. We talked a lot. I talked about everything with him, including my love life, career, spirituality, etc. So we hung out. He came to pick me up at my place because he knows my house, and I know his. We got food, ate, and had our usual conversations. All of a sudden, he said I should hug him. So I’m like, “Are you good?” Next thing, he said I should come and sit beside him. Lmaooooooo. Immediately, I knew what was going on. He further said, “Come to my room. Let me show you my perfume collections.” I just dey laugh. My God! Even you? After our level of friendship? Anyway, I don carry my bag dey go ooo. Make dem no go rap€ me because WTF is this? Na me mess up sha. At this point, I think it’s always hard to be friends with men. And before you say, “Why did you go to his house?” We were good friends who visited each other.
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