When I was in year 3 in Abraka, I was so broke one week, for like two days straight, I was using stomach to face the ground and swallowing saliva.
My roommate ran to her boyfriendβs place, and left single me to perish, that was when I remembered I had a talking stage, so I decided to use this boy to get a meal.
I hit him up and said we should go on a date, and he said no problem, weβll hang out with his friends later that evening to eat roasted guinea fowl, sharwarma, and catfish.
I first of all went on my knees and thanked God for provision, after one week of suffering, God don butter my bread π. I did not know I was about to experience the most dramatic evening of my life.