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Thanks for the encouragement, guys. Writing is not the easiest thing for me, but if you really love the story that much, I'll definitely complete it. I'm basically looking for a way to build a business out of fiction.

f.chick, I'm so sorry for the delay.

Thanks. In this short interval, I've found myself thinking of an entirely different story. Sorry guys.

Ok, the last two voters have rated the story as poor. Thanks a million, guys.

At least let's know the going rate!

Can you explain how you feel Linda's class is nose-diving? Plase explain. I'm at a loss here!

CHyna, how much is your script? I'm also looking for stories to convert into novel form?

diddy4: 200,000 naira for a script?!?! I'd prefer to write it myself. It can't take more than 2-4 weeks!

Aww. Who else died?

diddy4: how much are you charging for a script?

As Tunde’s car began to move, Linda savored the cold breeze inside it. Then she picked up her phone and Tunde’s business card as if to record his number. Seconds later, Tunde’s phone began to ring, yet the caller kept dropping the call immediately he picked it.

Tunde: Not again. Someone is flashing me with an unknown number.

Linda: Why don’t you call the person back?

Tunde: Good idea.

Tunde called the number in question and Linda’s phone began to ring. She picked the call.

Tunde: Hello?

Linda: Hello, I would like to speak with Tunde Phillips.

Tunde smiled halfway and threw a questioning look at Linda. She smiled back and continued with the call.

Tunde: Yes, this is Tunde speaking.

Linda: Really? My name is Linda Bella, and I’m your biggest fan.

Tunde: (grinning) Is that so?

Linda: Yes! And I happen to know everything about you. I know about your family in the UN, your love for engineering, your management of the Phillips Industries Engineering Group even as a student. I know your height, your weight, your favorite color. I even know about 6-pack you carry on your tummy. I know about your plan to further your studies at the UN next year. You’re practically a celebrity, you know.

Tunde: Interesting. You seem to think you know everything about me.

Linda: That’s because I know everything about you. See, I even know the names of all your celebrity girlfriends, although I wish they’d just disappear so I can take their place!

Tunde: Really? That’s serious, isn’t it?

Driver: Sir, we’ve reached the Café.

Tunde: Oops, it seems we’ll have to cut this short. Can we meet tomorrow at 6pm, Central Plaza? I’d love to tell you some things you don’t know. And later, I’d like to show you some pleasurable secrets. (wink)

Linda: I don’t know … let me check my hectic schedule.

Linda aimed her lips at Tunde’s cheek and gave him a light kiss.

Linda: It’s a date then. See you around.

Linda stepped out of Tunde’s car and walked towards the Café, while Tunde’s car zoomed off.

I'm glad to observe your flexibility of thought. For someone in your generation, that's unbelievably lovely!