We went on a state-sponsored workshop to Abuja last year in December. Then I was wondering how to get a girlfriend in Abuja before leaving for Taraba. I was thinking that we would be making calls so that I will be telling my friends that I have a girlfriend in Abuja. With this idea in mind, I decided to contact my friend who have been in Abuja for long to take me out in order to hunt for young girls.

He accepted to take me out the nex day. I was happy that night and so i strolled down to a restaurant to get some food for the night.

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This got me laughing

This ur story is kinda interesting �

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Reaching the restaurant i saw two of my friend eating, but something was unusual: the chef who served him didn't give him the two meats he requested for, instead she gave him one and begged to eat the other one. He bought her N2, 000 foot wears the previous day..a lady he just met the first day of his arrival at Abuja. I don't like eating in public places so i told the chef, the same girl name Ezi that she should package semo and egusi soup with one meat in a takeaway for me. I was still happy about my friend taking me out the next day. After she gave me, i paid her and walked few steps away and decided to turn, fman, she was still there quietly watching me as if she was lost in her thought. I boned and matched into Mimarntex Apartment where we sleep to manipulate my appetizing egusisoup. When i opened my takeaway to eat, boom, i saw two meats and some kpomo and i paid for just one meat. I didn't pay for kpomo. I hungrily descended on that food like a wounded Lion

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Looks like fiction. Fiction is a lie. I hate lies.

ohigus:
This ur story is kinda interesting �

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jeromestarks:
Looks like fiction. Fiction is a lie. I hate lies.

Not everything is fiction.

Early in the morning before going to workshop, I went straight to the restaurant and met Ezi, she was looking nicely and smilingly throwing herself to my direction. I didn't smile i just told her that i came to inform her of the meat she gave me but she said i shouldn't bother. I gave her my contact and left.


Around pass 9pm that same day my friend supposed to take me to Asokoro but we will waste time and the person coordinating us will not take it lightly with me so we just decided to go to the new CBN. We boarded a taxi and just then my phone rang..I answered and it was Ezi calling..she asked if i wasn't coming to eat i told her i was comimg.

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My friend decided that he will take me to a big super market so i see things for myself. The super market was fenced but the fence wasn't high..infact from outside you could see what is happening inside. We strolled in and the securities didn't bother checking us. I was taken aback when one of them called out my friend's name. I was still wondering and thinking of what to say just then I saw a very wonderfully-made beautiful Angel pushing out shopping trolley full of goods. I didn't hesitate to stop her. My friend was making signs to tell me that her mother was coming behind but her beauty has blurred my sight.


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Interesting Love Story

It will end in tears .

And then.?

I don't believe in Love stories
Barman abeg play op last last by burna boy
Dj bring me 10 crate of popcorn
Op continue I dey feel ur vibe

Same way I met my olosho in yaba.
Went to one Osho house and she sold knack me wella.

The next day I didn't have money . She gave me free knacking .

I feel like marrying her

Obama messi,ur thread jst full nairaland today...

doctore212:
Same way I met my olosho in yaba.
Went to one Osho house and she sold knack me wella.

The next day I didn't have money . She gave me free knacking .

I feel like marrying her

Brothel in Yaba?

Where pls?

I reside there and Alagomeji for more than 20 years and i don't know that olosho house exist there!

77star:

Brothel in Yaba?

Where pls?

I reside there and Alagomeji for more than 20 years and i don't know that olosho house exist there!

Well, now you know.

jclassiq:

Well, now you know.

pls, give me the location of the place

ObamaMessi
I will give you a call soon.
It's been a long while

Divoc19:
ObamaMessi I will give you a call soon. It's been a long while

Alright

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a0000000z:

Messi1 has been bedding you shey?

baba abeg no troll that woman she's a married woman with kids.

This young lady didn't give me attention o naso i wan get back as my emotion was enveloped with shame. Thanks goodness, she looked back and saw her mother exchanging pleasantries with a family friend, immediately she turned and I was able to read her body language: she was ready to attend to me. I was confused and never thought of what to say. I felt i was wasting time so i rushed up to her "hello" I said and waved my left hand. She didn't respond o. "I'm Victor, you?" She looked away as if i was disturbing her. It was then that i realized how richly she dressed. Oh God! I was already badly admiring her rarest beauty. "And I'm Rosa", she quipped.

I demanded if we could be friends and her response was "I don't make friend with strangers". "I'm not a stranger, I'm a friend. Can I have your contact" I said looking so innocent. My persistence prevailed. She looked back again and decided to take mine. I gladly gave it to her.


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Messi1:
baba abeg no troll that woman she's a married woman with kids.

Ok man!

I was expecting her to flash me but she left hurrying up to a car. I turned and went back to my friend Bashir. "Omo, God save you o", he said. "How do you mean?" I replied looking and sound confused. "Look there" he pointed towards my left hand side...."her mother". I wanted to ask how he knew but looking at the woman she and the girl resembles. My heart was still skipping as I don't know if Rosa will call or not. We got some cookies and bottle of drinks to refresh while i kept doubting if that young idyllic chick will ever give me a call.


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We dressed and went for convention. I was elated because my group nominated me to speak on behalf my group. Fastforward to when we reached the hall, and when i was on the stage speaking, she called but the noise couldn't let us hear my phone ringing. When we got back to our hotel i decided to go through my phone then i saw 2 missed calls from a strange number. I dialed the number and she answered and began to yell at me "Victor why would you not be picking my calls?" I knew she was the one...my heart skipped unstopably. "I'm sorry i was on the stage speaking" i replied. We resolved the issue and she promised to come right away. I without waste of time contacted Bashir to come asap!

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She must have fallen for the most useless crook and yahoo boy of nairaland.