22/01/2022
Quality?
Quantity?
Both?
CHAPTER THREE
I already got two great spots to cure my shawarma cravings; Hoeffers in Umuahia and crunchies in Aba.
Sometime, I traveled to calabar to spend the holiday. That was my routine almost every year for 3years.
On one of the occasion, there wasn't any occasion, it was just a Sunday, and you know what Sundays are for? Ehh comrade? We chill with the big boysπππ
I've been screaming shawarma over the phone even before coming over. So on that faithful day, he took me to DE CHOICE shawarma spot and bought two shawarma. I thought the Xtra one he bought was for himself. I didn't know they were all for me.
I misplaced the receipt I would be using to claim my shawarma. I nearly ran mad. "How could you be so careless?" I repeatedly asked myself. Me that was staring at one small girl doing boyfriend and girlfriend nonsense.
At the dying minute, I found it, then we pushed to request for the shawarma. Shawarma was heavy, the thickness was everything, oh chimππ neatly wrapped to perfection.
Immediately, I started craving to go home, I wanted to devour it immediately. He asked I relax, he wanted us going to meet his friends at Christmas Village. Which Kain wahala be this?ππ
We got there, relaxed for some minutes before we saw people running kitikiti, he grabbed my hand and we left.
We got home, not interested in anything extra, I took my bathe, relaxed on the rug and resumed duty. Shawarma was making good sense, but it wasn't better compared to the one I ate in Aba.
He ate little from mine, before I could say Jack, he was already dozing. Ahhhh...I ate that shawarma like a thief. All effort to finish it wasn't fruitful as I couldn't. I continued the next morning till I found it sitting pretty in my tummy. I took water afterwards, then rented an apartment in the toilet. It was over 3 bedroom flat.πππ
....to be continued