Yeah quite obvious isn't it? Something about a broken home. Literally though.
I bet you'd never have guessed it from the image because things aren't always that simple.
Yeah so once upon a time... 馃槄 just kidding. But really once upon a time, there lived a man and a woman peacefully for about 6 months. They met at a very small grocery/gift store, one in which the aisles were too narrow and the shelves too tall. This lady, her name was Amanda, short for Chimamanda, (which translates to my God will not fail) was only 5ft7in tall and could not reach the top shelf where a shiny item had caught her attention. She stood there staring at it not wanting to grab one of the available ladders for fear of falling off. She was on high-heeled shoes. She had only stopped by on her way to a wedding she didn't even want to attend in the first place, only because there was a sign glaringly saying 50% off all gift items. Jide, a tall guy was also in the store, shopping for groceries. Yes, Jide is the man referred to at the beginning of this story. He had passed that particular aisle a couple of times and still saw her on both occasions staring up so he decided to approach her.
Jide: "Hey there, need help with that?"
Amanda: "Oh yes please, the maroon item at that extreme."
Jide: "okay...".
Then he proceeds to grab it and hand it to her.
Amanda: "Thanks."
Jide: "You're welcome".
Amanda walks away and straight to the counter where she paid and was already walking out the door when Jide called out to her and said like a real cool guy,
"I'm sorry to bother you but you look very beautiful and I just couldn't let you go without letting you know".
Amanda turned red but maintained her cool and muttered thanks.
Jide then asks, "hey can I call you sometime, I like your voice too and would really like to hear it again."
Real smooth huh!
Amanda didn't blush this time because she heard this quite often and she was even a voice over artist. She replied, "cool, hand me your phone and I'll punch it in."
She did and then left before Jide could even say thank you.
He called her the next day... aaaand this is not your typical love story. There was really a broken home, I mean one cracked in half as in the image. Let's see how this goes and I'll tell the rest of it. 馃構
Suspense, love it. Haha.
Xoxo.
Hi, I'm new to the well, I'd like to get a lot of ink stained hands and clothes, it's up to you, many thanks in advance. Yeah and me too, I know. I'll do my part. 馃榿
PS Jide is a native name too, short for Babajide, which translates to a father has returned.
