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The escapades of hopeless romantics….

Act 3 Scene 2

 The drive back home was steely quiet, with sweat dripping down our skins. The heat under our skins could be felt from a mile away even with the air-conditioning turned on to full blast. Heart beat still racing, she had... Continue Reading →

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Act 3 Scene 1 .

……. The broad-shouldered frame with a well chiseled anterior cast its silhouette as he stood by the large windows with vanilla coloured curtains. The aura in the room scented of nostalgic curry and breathe of hot black coffee as the... Continue Reading →

Act 2 Scene 3

The velvet cream coloured curtains cover the tall windows of the large master bedroom. The only lights lit in the room were the dim-lit bedside lamps. The air in the room was finely embellished with a mixture of Oak-wood scent and... Continue Reading →

Act 2 Scene 2

............Lying on the left side of the gigantic family size bed was a red Isi Agu top and ruffled George wrapper. Loud indigenous Igbo music played on the background. A huge male figure stood by the wall using his phone,... Continue Reading →

Act 2 Scene 1

The night was cool, with light wind blowing westward. A tall trim feminine figure leaned on the pavement of the balcony. She gulps the entirety of the cold glass of wine in less than a second, just then the tall... Continue Reading →

Tales of Monkeys in Monkey Jackets: Act 1 Scene 2

There she was, the olive skinned slender hour-glass figure standing against the rays of the summer dawn sun, creating an erotic silhouette. Parting the bright lemon green drapes of the hotel room her long dark shiny hair cascaded down to... Continue Reading →

Pilot….

Hey there, My name is Obiora Mbemelu, I’m a 25 year old chartered Arbitrator, vibrant apt barrister, morbid alcoholic, passive junkie, and oh yeah least I forget my lady friends call me “a good kisser”. It is 2 am in... Continue Reading →

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