HOUSEMATES

THE ROOMMATES.

CHAPTER 1: GETTING TOGETHER.
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"Are they fighting again?" Jazz asked in a whisper as she laughed.
"You're very noisy." Mosha said.
"I don't get it, its hard to accept that a smart girl like her had to fall for a drunkard like him." She whispered.
"Wait till you get married. That's when you will understand it." Mosha said as he took a sip from his glass.
"And what makes you think I want to get married? I have a lot of things I need to do and marriage ain't going to hold me down nor cut my dreams short." Jazz spoke with a serious tone.
"Now you sound just like Zack. You two were cut from the same tree." Mosha laughed.
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GETTING TOGETHER
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It was a rainy day, the streets had been abandoned as people stood under buildings waiting for the rain to run its time.

"Excuse me please!" A lady called out as she pulled over. Despite the floods caused by the heavy rains, Zack had managed to find his way to Yare Plaza.

"Hi.." Zack responded as he confirmed that the lady was looking at him.
"Sorry, I think we're lost." She giggled with a bright smile. "Am looking for 8th street, second avenue Road." She added.
Zack's heart jumped. Was something going on that he wasn't aware of? or maybe it was just him over thinking stuff like he usually did when alone.

"Did you just say 8th street, second avenue Road?" He questioned her.
"Yes." She shook her head as she looked on her phone.
"Its just a few roads down there. Its the 3rd road on your left, you will find a black gate. That's the place." Zack said sharply.
The young lady was a bit surprised that he even knew the house, however she didn't ask any further questions, with a thanks she drove off.

With the curiosity of a cat he immediately called Mosha; Mosha was a Clinical Officer at Open Words Hospital. Unlike Zack, he spent a lot of hours at home since he worked shifts instead of knocking of at 16Hrs like most normal people did.

"Are you home?" Zack asked.
"Nope, am still at work. knocking off at 18hrs today. What's up?" Mosha asked him.
"Well, some small cute lady was asking for directions to the house..."
"Now what made you think am home? Just because ladies are coming to the house doesn't mean I invited them eeishh!" Mosha exclaimed.
"I wasn't pointing fingers. Have you heard from the landlord today?" Zack asked.
"Yes, he said something about people moving into the room next to us. I was busy so didn't pay much attention. Do you think the small cute lady is moving next door?" Mosha asked with an element of excitement in his voice.
"Why are you smiling? you sound happy all of a sudden." Zack noted.
"Am not happy, where are you in fact? ain't you supposed to be home..."
"Am seeking shelter at YARE, it's raining cats and dogs here." Zack said.
"Oh! I haven't been out of the office since I reported for work. Get some Jam when going home." Mosha told Zack as he cut the line. A chat between guys was always weird. There was nothing like 'bye' whatsoever.

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THE GIRLS NEXT DOOR!
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"I told you it was a nice place. My cousin assured me I would love it." Jazz told Asli as they sat in the TV room.
"I wonder who the girls next door are." Asli said as she stretched her hands. "Driving is rough, my hands are aching."
"You the medicines person, don't you have Panadol in one of your boxes?" Jazz laughed as she asked.

It was then that Jazz remembered what her cousin had said, it wasn't females next door but two guys who stayed there.

"I believe the people next door are guys." Jazz said as she began walking around the TV room.
"Guys! Bae isn't going to like this arrangement." Asli said out loud.
"You need to stop acting like your boyfriend is your God." Jazz said furiously.