IMADE.

"Not happening Angela. Not today, not ever." I bluntly tell Angela who is still being persistent over this foolish idea of hers.

"Why can it not happen Imade? What's so wrong with it? Do you already have plans of dying alone and you're not telling me because this your matter don dey tire me o. See me putting in so much effort to make things easier for you since you don't seem to know how to go about these things and instead of you to be thankful for my effort, you're busy rejecting my kindness. Is it fair?" She retorts, I frown.

(Because I'm already getting sick and tired...