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3rd MARCH, 2017.
ABUJA, NIGERIA.
Noah blinked rapidly as he walked in to their lounge, rubbing his hand over his face to wipe off the exhaustion. But even that wasn't enough to wipe off the dark bags under his eyes. He couldn't sleep a wink last night after the nightmare and the shadow he saw. What kept him on his toes was the fact that no one saw anyone coming in or out of the house. For a second he doubted the guards, but eventually let them off the hook wanting to convince himself that he was just seeing stuff.
But he knows he wasn't.
Mubarak who was watching some show on the television looked up, a brow raised when he took in his friend's appearance. "Man, what happened to you?" He asked, picking up the TV remote and tuning the volume down. His gaze moved to his other friend who stood in front of a table beside the wine cellar, his back facing them. "You look just as bad as Tahir. What happened to you two?"
"Later man" Tahir replied before Noah could, stirring his second cup of coffee that morning. The first one helped but it didn't give him the energy he needed at the moment. He had to make a second one. "I need some energy in my system now"
Noah made his way over to where Tahir stood, fetching himself a mug to get coffee too. Just like his friend, he believes he needs caffeine in his system to keep him running throughout the day. By the time he was done making the coffee for himself, Tahir had already situated himself on one of the couches, taking gulps from the cup.
He found an empty space on the couch Tahir is occupying and sat down, bringing the mug to his lips to take a sip which eventually turned to gulps.
Mubarak sat, quietly watching his two friends wondering what happened to both of them to look like they haven't slept in years. He had never seen them that way, ever. They both were always calm and composed, not to mention obsessed with their looks. Today however, none of them looked like they cared a bit about how they looked.
Noah sighed after a couple of gulps, already feeling the surge of energy coursing through his veins. He leaned back on the couch, then looked at his friends, "The charity event is today. You coming?"
Mubarak and Tahir nodded simultaneously.
"Aunt Maria invited us personally so we have to go" Tahir said, keeping his now half empty mug on the table in front of him, "I just need to get myself together first. I can't go like this"
"You need a couple hours of sleep" Said Mubarak glancing at his phone which beeped indicating that a message came through. He then looked up, his eyes falling on Noah, "You too. You both need rest"
"Let's meet at my house later before the event starts, then we'll go together yeah?" Noah said. He doubted if he or Tahir could sleep after the amount of coffee they consumed but decided to not say a word about it. That's a problem to deal with later.
