#not_everyone_likes_you
Chapter 20
As Will dragged her luggage through the crowded streets of Lagos, she barely noticed the rush of people moving around her. Everyone seemed to have a purpose except her. Lost in her thoughts, she didn’t realize she had bumped into someone.
"Hey! Wetin dey worry you?!" a sharp voice called out angrily.
Will startled, realizing she had accidentally bumped into a woman carrying a heavy load of groceries. The woman, in her early thirties, glared at her, clearly upset. "You no dey look road? You wan fall me down?"
"I... I’m so sorry," Will stammered, her words faltering as she tried to apologize.
The woman squinted at her, taking in her disheveled appearance and the confused look on her face. "Why you just dey waka like say you no know where you dey go? You dey lost?"
Will’s mouth opened, but no words came out. She was overwhelmed by the noise, the unfamiliarity of the city, and now this confrontation.
The woman softened her tone a little, sensing something was wrong. "You dey alright? Why you dey stammer? You no sabi talk?"
Will shook her head, trying to find her voice. "I... I just got here. I don’t know where to go..."
The woman raised an eyebrow, curiosity replacing her initial anger. "You mean say you just land for Lagos, and you no even get direction?"
Will nodded, feeling more vulnerable by the second.
The woman let out a sigh, her irritation fading. "Ah, na wa o. Lagos no be place wey person fit waka anyhow. You fit miss road or worse." She paused, eyeing Will carefully. "Come, make I take you go my place first. You no fit stand for here dey look lost like this."
Will hesitated, unsure whether to trust this stranger, but she didn’t have any other option. "Are you sure?"
The woman waved her hand dismissively. "No worry. My name na Mary. Make we go, I go help you small."
Still stammering, Will tried to express her gratitude. "Thank you... I don’t even know how to..."
"Leave all that talk. Lagos go humble anybody. Just follow me."
As they started walking, the noise of the market swirled around them. Bus conductors were shouting for passengers, and vendors were trying to sell everything from fruits to clothes. The chaos of the city felt like a blur as Will followed Mary.
A bus conductor near them shouted, "Oshodi! Oshodi! Enter with your change o!" A group of people scrambled to board, pushing and shoving.
Mary shook her head as she glanced back at Will. "See, Lagos no dey slow down for anybody. But no worry, you go dey alright. My house no too far."
They passed a group of young men playing a local board game on the side of the street, their shouts of laughter and competition ringing in the air. Will stayed quiet, feeling the weight of her decisions pressing down on her. She had no idea what awaited her in this new city, but at least for now, she had found someone willing to help.
After a few more turns through the crowded streets, they finally reached a quieter part of town. Mary stopped in front of a small, modest building. "This na my place. E no big, but you go fit rest here."
Will nodded, her eyes watering with relief. "Thank you, Mary... I don’t know what I would have done if I hadn’t met you."
Mary smiled, opening the door. "No be anything. Lagos fit be mad sometimes, but you go catch your breath here. Enter."
As Will stepped into Mary’s small apartment, she felt a sense of comfort wash over her. Though her journey was just beginning, at least she wasn’t completely lost anymore.
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Chapter 20
As Will dragged her luggage through the crowded streets of Lagos, she barely noticed the rush of people moving around her. Everyone seemed to have a purpose except her. Lost in her thoughts, she didn’t realize she had bumped into someone.
"Hey! Wetin dey worry you?!" a sharp voice called out angrily.
Will startled, realizing she had accidentally bumped into a woman carrying a heavy load of groceries. The woman, in her early thirties, glared at her, clearly upset. "You no dey look road? You wan fall me down?"
"I... I’m so sorry," Will stammered, her words faltering as she tried to apologize.
The woman squinted at her, taking in her disheveled appearance and the confused look on her face. "Why you just dey waka like say you no know where you dey go? You dey lost?"
Will’s mouth opened, but no words came out. She was overwhelmed by the noise, the unfamiliarity of the city, and now this confrontation.
The woman softened her tone a little, sensing something was wrong. "You dey alright? Why you dey stammer? You no sabi talk?"
Will shook her head, trying to find her voice. "I... I just got here. I don’t know where to go..."
The woman raised an eyebrow, curiosity replacing her initial anger. "You mean say you just land for Lagos, and you no even get direction?"
Will nodded, feeling more vulnerable by the second.
The woman let out a sigh, her irritation fading. "Ah, na wa o. Lagos no be place wey person fit waka anyhow. You fit miss road or worse." She paused, eyeing Will carefully. "Come, make I take you go my place first. You no fit stand for here dey look lost like this."
Will hesitated, unsure whether to trust this stranger, but she didn’t have any other option. "Are you sure?"
The woman waved her hand dismissively. "No worry. My name na Mary. Make we go, I go help you small."
Still stammering, Will tried to express her gratitude. "Thank you... I don’t even know how to..."
"Leave all that talk. Lagos go humble anybody. Just follow me."
As they started walking, the noise of the market swirled around them. Bus conductors were shouting for passengers, and vendors were trying to sell everything from fruits to clothes. The chaos of the city felt like a blur as Will followed Mary.
A bus conductor near them shouted, "Oshodi! Oshodi! Enter with your change o!" A group of people scrambled to board, pushing and shoving.
Mary shook her head as she glanced back at Will. "See, Lagos no dey slow down for anybody. But no worry, you go dey alright. My house no too far."
They passed a group of young men playing a local board game on the side of the street, their shouts of laughter and competition ringing in the air. Will stayed quiet, feeling the weight of her decisions pressing down on her. She had no idea what awaited her in this new city, but at least for now, she had found someone willing to help.
After a few more turns through the crowded streets, they finally reached a quieter part of town. Mary stopped in front of a small, modest building. "This na my place. E no big, but you go fit rest here."
Will nodded, her eyes watering with relief. "Thank you, Mary... I don’t know what I would have done if I hadn’t met you."
Mary smiled, opening the door. "No be anything. Lagos fit be mad sometimes, but you go catch your breath here. Enter."
As Will stepped into Mary’s small apartment, she felt a sense of comfort wash over her. Though her journey was just beginning, at least she wasn’t completely lost anymore.
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