Slim Fit

Lanre had the impulse to remove K’s hands wrapped around her. But she refrained from doing so. She figured he was not going to do anything other than that, maybe not yet. She relaxed into his embrace as silence fell in the room except for their beating heart ticking like a time bomb that could explode any moment. Lanre thought it was the most beautiful rhythm she has listen to for the first time in a long time. She suddenly realised it’s been quite a long time she listened to some good music.

“Why did you order for eforiro?” Lanre asked. K didn’t want to talk, but he had to answer her at least this once. He told her it was the only good food he saw in the menu. It was a low class hotel.

“At least I can have a little privacy here”. K said to Lanre. Lanre asked if being in an expensive hotel won’t provide him the privacy he seeks. K told her it’s all about etiquettes and impression in a five star hotel. He wanted a little bit of freedom. Then he asked her not to talk anymore. Lanre bit her lips in annoyance but heeded to him. She just remained quiet until the food K ordered for the both of them was delivered to their hotel room.

K got up to eat, but after taking over three spoons, he realised Lanre was not eating and it did not seem like she would want to eat.

“Don’t tell me the noodles you ate over three hours ago is still preserving your stomach! Take up the spoon and start eating before I knock your head”. K said to her. She scoffs. Then she puts out her head daring him to knock it. A smile spread through his lips.

“At least you still know how to play. Eat so you won’t turn into one okporoko (stock fish)”. K said to her. She frowns at him. Then she argued that she was not slim and that her body stature was good enough.

“I don’t want to get fat. I’m perfect like this. Slim fit Jesus!” She said using the term “slim fit Jesus” to refer to her body as that of a model.

K did not answer her a word. He covered up his plate of food yet finish. He opened Lanre’s plate and took a spoon of rice ready to feed it to her. She asked him what he was doing though it was obvious he was going to feed her.

K asked her to open her mouth if she does not want him to force the food inside her mouth. With a frown hugging her face, she opened up her mouth and ate the food K was giving her. After the second spoon, she told him she would feed herself and that he should go on and finish his own plate of food. But K already made up his mind to feed her. And Lanre could not get him to do otherwise.