Old Maid

Chapter 5

Thankfully, besides the memo sent out this Morning I have not heard of or seen Doyle. it appears he is working out of office today. I was so swamped with work I didn't even notice the time. the case I was handling this time was a class action and although, I am not working alone my share of work was still a lot. Just as I was about to check the time on my phone my door opened to reveal the devil himself.

"Mr. Doyle, to what do I owe your presence?" I asked finally checking the time and seeing it's well past three.

"If you must know, officially, I am here to introduce Myself as your new colleague who is also a level higher than you." he said smiling.

of course, he'll be smiling. "and unofficially, you've been cooped up in here all day. have you even had something to eat?"

well that does dumbfound a person. "um......no....I......haven't. but in my defence I have been so busy I lost track of time."

" well this is a travesty. We have to rectify it this instant. come on, get up, grab your bag we should go."

And that is how I ended up sitting across from Femi Doyle, eating a plate of noodles and chicken with a side of fries from the NOODLE PLACE their different noodle recipes are just divine it's by far the best thing that's happened since noodles were introduced to Nigeria. I know; I exaggerate a bit too much.

It was good to catching up with Femi, apparently he left his oh so fantastic job at the grande establishment abroad because he felt this unending tug to return home and so far its been a good decision and he hasn't regretted much of it.

Femi couldn't help getting a second serving of the crab noodles he had ordered proving my point their noodles are just to die for. As for me i simply stuck to relishing a plate of ice cream cake.....who doesn't like a good dessert.

I met someone; i blurted out before i could stop myself.

Femi dropped the fork full of noodles he was about to put into his mouth and stirred at me.

"you did?"  he replied with a look on his face.

of course I didn't meet anyone at least no one consequential. except you count the weird funny guy i ran into twice and when i say i ran into i don't mean literally i just happened to be at the same place he was on two separate occasions and i caught him in the middle of very hilarious situations i didn't even talk to the guy which is why I don't know why I am rambling off about him in my head at this very moment. sha the point is Femi doesn't know that I merely said that to provoke a reaction.

I affirmed with a nod;

"oh......so who is the lucky guy" was his reply.

And that was how i ended up cooking up all sorts of stories about a guy from God knows where and how i met him one morning on a run........i guess Femi couldn't take it anymore because next thing i knew he was paying for the meal and we were on our way out. 

So here i was on my way home at the close of work totally regretting my earlier decision to put the poor guy on a spot. I know; i shouldn't have but i couldn't help myself.

I picked up my phone to call Femi but he didn't pick up i tried twice more and at the third ring he picks but all i could hear was silence and then;

"what's up;"

"finally he speaks;  was my reply"

"remember earlier today when i said i met someone?"

"yeah.....you don't have to rub it in;"

 "well........I lied"