*If you wanna keep me
Then you better treat me like a damn princess
Make that an empress*
(Ruth B )
Ivie Enaghoro dragged her luggage’s into the neatly arranged room she shared with her best friend Iris , she had so much missed the girl it was how many weeks holiday again they had been away from each other for a long time with
No means of communication , Iris had told Ivie about her community lack of advancement in terms of some social amenities which include communication connection so communication between the two of them were strained or much rather frozen for quite a while till her recent arrival to Benin , she spread a wild smile seeing her friend sprawled on the bed with a blanket over her head.