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Life on campus was splendid until reality made me realize that things weren’t that simple. Like every other student I was preparing for exams, when a course mate asked for my help. When he told me he needed my help, I thought it was for something simple, perhaps he needed extra cash or something relating to our next paper, but then the request came in, and it startled me for a few seconds. It wasn’t cash, or not the way I was expecting a cash request. It turned out a set of twin girls were going to be staying at his place because their house was too far to be meeting up with morning papers during exams and they could not afford a hostel space.

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This was the situation he was in, and now he needed money to take care of the both of them and this was where things began to get absurd. Now I was here with one thought in mind, “How the hell is this my business”. But then again he was my friend, and for some reason the unspoken rule of the bro code that demands that a brother in need is a brother in deed and that was all the convincing I needed to help a brother in need. I decided to help them with daily meals with the condition that I would also get to join in the festivities mainly because I was a bad cook and the condition was accepted.

After this we went to my friend's house to meet the twins only to realize that they had taken the initiative to make the house comfortable for their host. My friend and I were relieved that they have such a kind heart, only to regret the decision after the food was ready. At this point, it would have been better if I cooked the poison that was going to kill us, at least we would know it came from someone everyone knows can not cook but now it was coming from someone we don’t know very well. I had to ask Juliet (the twin that cooked) if she had prepared that meal before and she said “NO.” At this point, we were speechless and could not understand why on earth she would use us for a cooking experiment.

She explained that she is not really allowed to cook at home, and since it’s her first time outside home she would really want to experience it with us. We could see the sincerity in her eyes, but then again, it did not change the fact that we could not just eat that food because it was terrible. We then agreed on getting bread with a spread at my place and that was when we began to bond while clearing the awful dishes she and her sister prepared for us. Soon enough, we were done with the dishes and decided to head to my house to get the spread.

Juliet decided to go with me while her sister Juliana decided to stay behind. In the last few hours, I had bonded with Juliet so much that we just wanted to keep the conversations going. Lost in the conversations I did not see the hole right in front of me, the rude awakening came when I was already falling inside a construction hole with rods. Luckily, I was able to hold onto the railings above and only my right leg was severely injured. This gave me a scar I would remember all my life.

THIS IS MY ENTRY INTO THE INKWELL COMBINED WRITING PROMPT #53

SCAR | Ecency