Loukman Jolasun Adetokunbo
Dear diary.
Omoh!
She waved at me!!!!
I wished I could tell her 'hi' before the train arrived but I couldn't. When I entered the train to Lagos, I sat alone with my backpack. As you know, junks is life.
I saw her enter the same train but she didn't sit anywhere nearby so I didn't have the opportunity to see her from where I sat. The train is long and besides, I boarded the second class part of the train while the lady and the guy were in the first class.
To my right, a married couple were being cheesy; the man was kissing his wife's neck while she was giggling like a teenager who just saw her crush. Their baby was sound asleep on her lap and I felt a pang in my chest.
Jealousy is that you?
The ride was actually uneventful and I slept off soon afterwards. P.S: My nickname was Jonah in secondary school. I fit sleep for ocean. Na so sleep dey do me.
A/N
I just love the picture above the chapter.
Loukman sure is so fiine.
Okay okay...
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LOUKMAN and LONDYN
RomanceA lovestory in form of diaries. Diaries of two people attracted at first sight. What happens when they're separated by fate? Or when an obsessed ex-girlfriend turned baby mama and an abusive ex-boyfriend turned baby dada are involved. It seems even...
