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It’s Complicated – The Beginnings

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The least expected romances are the ones that stick the most time with us.” that’s a great quote. From me.
This is a long story folks… so Imma break it down into parts and post it till I feel I’m done telling my story about why I love the idea of love… just not the actions associated.

I met her through my friend Tyson… it was supposed to be a sort of baby keeping assignment for my friend but things went a full 180 then 270 and back to- well, not zero per-say but something close. Okay.. back story.

I used to stay near campus and my friend Tyson would crash at mines whenever he felt like hostel life was boring or the food got into his nerves. Tyson is like a brother to me… quite literally… more so than my own brother… he made me understand why the bible said a friend may stick closer than a brother… he and I been friends since we were like ten years old on average. Whenever he was at my place he had full reign of the place, no restrictions whatsoever and I loved it that way.

I had… probably still have… a reputation as a smooth talker… snake charmer… call it what you will. But I’ve been told I have a way with words. I could talk an Eskimo into buying ice while selling crude oil to the Iranians and the Sauds over the phone and Tyson knew that. That simple knowledge got into the most complicated situation in my life and I don’t think I will ever recover from ever.

So Tyson met Juliet while on a trip to town one day. I don’t remember what he had gone into town for but I remember he came back in a happy but confused state. I let it simmer for a few hours before I asked him about his confused state. He was reluctant to talk about it so I let it slide.

In the morning he left early… the guy never wakes up past ten if he has to but that day, he was out by 7.30. I dismissed it casually and didn’t think about it until he came home with the same expression he had on the previous day. I didn’t ask this time though, I figured if he wants me to know, I will know.

A week later, the schools closed for the three month holidays (Are those the short ones? asking for a friend) and Tyson traveled upcountry to be with his folks and help out with the farm activities. I was used to being alone, sort of. I figured I’d just go back into ‘hunting mode’ while I figure out future trajectories into other stuff. That changed with a call from Tyson.

If you don’t know about ‘Weka airtel tuonge‘ do you even exist? Coz Tyson told me that and I figured. Oh well… brother has Agweng’ problems and needs solutions from his senior legal counsel. So I wekad Airtel and we talked. He told me about this girl he’d met. A girl with a smile to kill for and a face that would launch a thousand Panzers and a million men to war. Except he had misgivings and he wanted me to hold fort for him while he decided whether he wanted an entanglement with her in the first place.

So my mission, If I chose to accept it, was to keep Juliet occupied with tales of heroism, Tyson’s of course, while he used distance as an excuse to decide what he wanted out of her. I love challenges, so I accepted the mission. After all, what could go wrong in three months?

What could go wrong?



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