Three is a CROWD!

Us

"I can't believe she's coming back!" Jessica squealed, "it's been forever!"

"You saw each other last time at our wedding," Gillis said, deadpan.

"Like I said," she turned to him, "F O R E V E R."

He shook his head and lay back on his bed, playing around with his mobile phone.

She pulled a peach dress and a lilac dress form the wardrobe then, holding them up she asked, "should I wear this or this?"

He raised his head up and he smirked, "I think Nude looks best on you."

She looked at the dresses, "Nude? But none of them are nu-Gillis!" She yelled getting the naughty joke, "You're disgusting!"

He laughed throwing his head back to the bed, "Well, you asked for my opinion," he shrugged.

"You're not serious," she hissed, chuckling, "but seriously which do you think looks better?"

"None of them," he said sitting up on his elbow and facing her, "like they are really cute dresses but it's a little too serious for someone who is going to pick her best friend from the airport. Just wear a shirt and a jean, abeg," he said, "wear that grey jean that hugs your body very well," he said.

"Okay," she said nodding, "and what else?"

"Wear that your white 'show belle' shirt. That one that is long sleeved and has hood," he said.

"Show belle?" She quizzed, her face contorted in confusion, "what's that?"

"Show belle nah," he repeated vehemently, "that one you wore when went to mall that time."

"Ohhhhh," she laughed, "Gillis you will not kill somebody in this life! You mean my crop top?" She laughed till she fell to the floor, "village man."

"It's your business," he chuckled, "at least you got my point."

She stood up from the floor wiping her eyes, "Mister show belle."

Gillis hissed and lay back down, "I'm not telling you anything again," he said, "don't ask me for my opinion again. Go and meet Mister crop top to give you fashion advice."

She laughed, "Oh please you can go, I've already gotten what I needed from you, drama king."

He chuckled picking up his phone again.

"You do know you are coming with me to the airport to pick her up right?"

Now that made him sit up, "You say?" He asked.

"I said, what you heard," she retorted.

"Eh, Jesica Mba! Mba! Mba! Mba!" He replied, "if it was someone else, I wouldn't mind but it's Evelyn, as in your Evelyn. Mba oh! I'm not going anywhere."

"So you want me to go the airport all by myself?"

"You're not going by yourself, Jessica, you're going with Thomas," he said.

"Gillis please nah?" she dropped the clothes and strolled off to the bed.

He turned away as she approached him and he said, "Babe, you know Evelyn hates me. I mean we were good at first but she started to dislike me and now she blatantly hates me."

"Evelyn doesn't hate you, Gillis," she sai, sitting in front of him.

"Really? Jessica, really?" He said folding his arms around his chest.

"Okay, well she's not exactly your biggest fan but she doesn't hate you either," she replied, "and I'm not asking you to go for her but for me," she smiled.