I rushed to my room, slipping into loose shorts and a baggy crop top before sprinting to the kitchen.

Panic settled in as I realized my predicament. I only have Nigerian Jollof rice with fish, in the house.

Just jollof rice and fish!

"Why, God, why didn't I make it with turkey?!"

 I muttered, pacing back and forth.

How could I serve him plain jollof rice with fish? My foodstuffs were practically extinct.

In a moment of desperation, I picked up my phone and ordered from the nearest online restaurant.

"Please deliver it through the back door, thanks!"

I whispered into the phone like I was planning a heist, then...