Chapter 22
People, friends, family, and so on. I miss my former life, I miss seeing blacks like myself, I miss rice and so on. I miss chicken, well I'm being weird right now, there's chicken in UAE (Chuckles).
"Heza please can we meet later?" I was on a call with Anwar.
"Alright where should we meet?" I said while solving an equation on the rough sheet before me.
"At El Batidor, the one close to the girls dorm" he said and I nodded with a pen in my mouth, though I know he is not here, I just like nodding.
"Alright El Batidor it is, I heard they make good pastries. They are also in Nigeria and they do online delivery too" I said.
"Wow I guess you know them better than I do" he said and I chuckled.
"I guess so" I laughed. A laugh that echoed through the room which only I myself stay in. I had to pay double because I love my privacy. I must say, I miss Taiwo, though we didn't see before I left.
"When should we meet?" I asked. I felt hungry.
"Right now" he said.
"Okay let me
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