The Variable Life of Sam

1. Here we go!

Dedicated to Walking-Universe Thanks a lot for the cover photo, can't heart you less, bro🌹

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For one, I don't know what I was thinking when I decided to write this. I guess it was out of boredom, those kind of boredom that can make you count the number of passers-by wearing blue tops(which of course I did until I got tired).

These events, I'm about to write, took place exactly 300B.C, during the reign of Empe...just kidding, it took place three months ago.

So, it was about me going somewhere, eem..Lekki Conser...oh, sorry, where are my manners?

(sips CapriSonne™️, feeling all "professional")

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Staring at my reflection in the mirror, my overactive imagination kicked off its starting gear.

Mr. Jones smiled wryly as he pulled my sad cheeks twice.

"Smile, my boy. Don't be sad. This is the last day of school for this term. You ain't gonna be bullied again...emm...at least till next term. How 'em quote put it, emm..'He that lives to fight another...emm...he that fights to live another day..."

Yawns

"...I can't even remember how it goes. What I'm trying to say is that you might be able to stand up to Osmosis by next term, a lot can change during this long vacation, you know", Mr. Jones said, smiling.

He smiled again flashing his tobacco stained teeth(I really messed up in his storyline).

I chuckled a little as his smile reminded me of an emoji, the emoji's smile had all 36s showing in a funny manner.

P.S: let's be reminded that the colour of his teeth and that of the cute smiley emoji can in no way,come into mind at this comparison, that subject is significantly abrogated from this context as we limelight the focus; the similarity between both smiles.

Simply said for your sweet understanding.

Mr. James straightened his tie, cleared his voice and fixed a closed gaze at me, "For the first time in my life, I agree with Mr. Jones".

He turned towards Mr. Jones who was fiddling with his cowboy ropes, as he noticed Mr. James's stare on him, he looked away.

Those two were known for their daily squabble, never agreeing on a thing. Mr. James is a lawyer; egocentric, high sense of fashion(anything cooperate--tuxedos were his favourite),pessimistic in the manner of thinking while Mr. Jones would considered quite a perfect opposite. He is a cowboy--a retired one though.

Mr. James would be like "opportunity doesn't come knocking at your door with a bag of candy and a thank-you for-accepting-me note". He would often say that life is full of gravity-tasty ups and earth-core downs. He believes that life will never offer you anything good until you prove you earned it.

On the contrary, Mr. Jones was a when-we-get-to-bridge-we-will-cross-it type of person, he lived in the moment. His dressings-most often, faded striped long-sleeve shirts and grey trousers, fitted cowboy boots and a hat. I just change the colours once in a while, sometimes, I would add a jacket.