Episode 3
It was already 8pm, I got out of bed to go to the shower, that's when I noticed Mom's missed calls. I hadn't called her to let her know I was coming.
-- Hello!! Mom, I was really tired and I fell asleep, sorry I didn't even hear the phone ring. I just woke up
-- it's nothing, are you settled in anyway.?
-- yes Rebecca had already prepared everything for me, I didn't have to do much.
-- okay rest my darling "she said before hanging up"
I throw my phone on the bed, I go into the bathroom. A few moments later, here I am all fresh.
I decide to leave my apartment, just to walk a hundred paces, and get to know the place, since I was not far from the University.
I was walking on the sidewalks, handling my phone with my head down. On the way, a young man ran towards me, I wondered what he wanted tonight.
--him: hi my dear
--Me: yes good evening sir
--him: you can call me Dayane, but where are you going alone tonight "he asked"
--me: I'm pacing. Is that causing a problem? "I said curtly"
--Dayane: no not at all, by the way I saw you walking alone and I thought I should join you. You're new around here, aren't you?
--me: what makes you say that?
--Dayane: it's immediately obvious, your gait shows it and even your accent, you'd say she's a girl who lived in Europe.
--Me: ah sorry, I'm Beninese like you. That's right, it's my first day in Parakou, I was living in Cotonou.
--Dayane: You see, I knew it. '' he said smiling "
--me: and you is it a habit for you to stop women in the middle of the night to talk to them?
--Dayane: not even, just that you are different from
those who are used to passing by here.
--me: yeah that's it
--Dayane: listen if I'm boring you tell me,
--me: yes slightly,
--Dayane: ah really "with a surprised air"
--me: no I'm joking, you're interesting.
Dayane was a young man of average height, he had well-groomed hair, he was a presentable man, the kind of man who takes care of his body. He was really handsome, that's what let me talk to him, I liked his manners. Let's say that I suddenly fell in love