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Intoxicated romance  - Season 1 - Episode 2
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“surprise!” i gasp in surprise as
my eyes scan the room.They are
about 25 people. I recognise a few as
my colleagues. I work as a
manager in this hotel and one of my superior
had instructed me to bring some documents to the private suite. I
was already on my way home but according to her, the occupant of
the suite is important so they sent me. I just started working here last
week and i didn’t want to make a
bad impression so i dropped my bag
and took the documents. I was on
my way with the document when Cynthia,
my best friend and colleague
called me to meet her in one of the private
rooms underground. The hotel
runs a night club downstairs and i have
never been there due to my background. My father is a pastor
while my mother is just as
devoted as he is and they brought me up
in a conservative way. No
trousers, no short skirts, no secular music and
the rest. I stand at the doorway and stare in confusion until
Cynthia walks toward me. “thank God you made it. I thought
you would stand me up because
of your over the top spirituality.

Anyways happy birthday!” Happy birthday?. Oh my God, Its April,
ofcourse it my birthday. “I totally forgot. It must have
slipped my mind. With the stress
of a new job coupled with my
planning for my wedding next
I say and cynthia’s face falls at the mention
of my wedding plans. Kacy my fiance, is a close friend of hers
when she was in the states
studying and when they came back to

Nigeria, kacy courted me. We
were in courtship for two years before
I agreed. I am about to ask her
why she suddenly looks down but she
quickly diverts my attention by
dragging me to a table. They sing me a
birthday song and i blow out the
candles in a hurry as i still haven’t taken
the documents upstairs and it’s getting late. After blowing the
candles, i thank everyone then
turn to leave. “you should atleast have one
drink with us before you go”

Cynthia says and everybody murmur their
agreement. “come on cyn, you know i don’t drink” she rolls her eyes at me
then pour some orange juice in an
empty glass for me then stretch it towards me with a smile. I collect
the glass. I am about to drink it all in one gulp but she stops me. “what now?” i grumble “a toast, to many more years and
a happy married life to our celebrant”
she raises her glass
and i clink mine with hers.

Everybody in the room does the same and i
notice that i am the only one
drinking the orange juice. They are all
having champagne. As soon as i
down the whole glass of juice, i rush out,
before Cynthia comes up with something else. Cynthia is a party
girl but i am the total opposite. people who know us always
wonder how we became friends
but ever since she helped me when i fell off a
see-saw in kindergarten and hurt
my knee, we have been close. The
only time we were apart since
then was when i had an accident eight
years ago and when she studied
in the US. I notice she changed alot after she
came back, but she’s still my friend. I rush to the first floor and
wait for the elevator to take me upstairs so i can deliver the
documents. My mom would
already be worried by now. As soon as the
elevator opens, i rush in and a
wave of dizziness assail me. I stand
upright and shake my head to
clear my foggy brain. What is wrong with
me? Why am i dizzy all of a
sudden? I must be tired. The stress of my
wedding plans is probably getting
to me. The elevator opens at the top
floor and i get out slowly so i won’t lose my balance. I hear my
phone ring in my hand and i look
at the screen. It’s blurry but i can
make out kacy’s face on it. I go to answer the call but my hands are
not steady and my phone falls to
the hard floor and shatters
everywhere. Stupid phone. I bend
and pick all the parts i can find but i don’t see
my sim-card. I stand up, barely able to stop myself from falling
face down to the floor. I take in steadying breathe then walk to
the door of the suite and knock.

My body feels so hot. My stomach
keeps fluttering. I don’t
understand what’s happening to me. I fan my
self with my hands and wait until
the door opens. A goodlooking
young man is standing by the
door looking at me with glazed eyes. My body
heat increases and i start taking
my blazer off, then start undoing my
shirt buttons. The man’s eyes
bulge as he sees what i am doing. He
goes to say something but i shut
him with my mouth. He hesitates but
just for a sec. He grabs my waist, then raises me up as i wrap my
legs around his waist and he
takes me to his bed. A little voice at the back
of my mind reminds me of who i am but i cant stop. Kacy’s face
flashes through my mind but i
cant stop. I cant stop! Is that my hand
undoing his button? No! What am
i doing.My brain says stop but my
body doesn’t follow the
instruction. I wake up the next morning with
an headache.I look around and
see my clothes scattered on the
ground.How did i get here?. A
hand lands on my stomach and that’s when i
remember last night. I silently get
off the bed, put on my scattered
clothes and sneak out

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