Anita closed her eyes inviting sleep to spread its full wing and take her troubled soul on a short trip to the dreamland but it didn’t oblige. She eventually gave up after minutes of futile effort and resorted to accepting her terrible fate that wonderful Friday evening. The stench coming from the man beside her threatened to force her to throw up the delicious meal she had just before they took off but she kept her cool.
“The plane will soon touch down.” She assured her self.

To get her mind from dwelling too much on the terrible alcohol odour, she decide to keep her mind occupied. She brought out her Samsung Galaxy tab and decided to pump more lyrics to the new song she was working on but had to drop it when the stench also robbed her of inspiration. Out of luck with the lyrics, Anita resorted to studying her fellow passengers. A woman with two kids sat at her immediate front with her kids playing with each other. She imagined the first time she was in a plane, how she had raised incessant questions about everything and how her father had eventually yelled at her to keep quiet.
‘Kids, they can border the life out of you’ She thought.

Suddenly the guy beside her belched out a horrible alcohol odour. Blocking her nose, she stood up and ran to the toilet. She came back hoping to find a vacant seat so she could be rid of the alcohol reeking man but unfortunately, she couldn’t find any. As she sat again, she rebuked herself for not being meticulous while choosing a sitting partner.
The man tall, a little bit dark in complexion, his dredd hair looks natural but She knew better. With his headphone, it looked as if he wasn’t present in the plane at all. He belched the second time and this time around Anita almost threw up. She taped the guy and he pulled off his head phone and shifted his attention to her.
‘ Hello, please how may I help you.’ He said.

Anita struggled to get the word out but she couldn’t. Maybe it was the man’s reddish eyeballs that scared her or the spider tattoo on his neck.
‘ Please reduce the volume of your head phone.’ She managed to say.
‘ Ok, I will.’ He replied and flashed her a smile but she didn’t return the compliment.
The man resumed his task with his head phone and Anita cowed in her seat. To her, the man must have been a very dangerous man, maybe a mob boss or some advanced garage boys. But his English is fluent, touts don’t speak fluent English.

‘Excuse me.’ He heard the man say.
She was surprised to see that the man off with his head phone, gazing at her.
‘Am Segun by name.’ He offered his hand to her and she reluctantly took it.
‘My name is Jeniffer.’ She lied and Segun smiled.
‘Sure you are? I mean no offense but you look more like Rebecca or Deborah or Sandra or Jessica.’

‘You can say whatever you want I don’t care.’ She hissed.
‘ Hey pretty, am just making a conversation here. I mean no disrespect.’ He said.
‘ Whatever.’ She replied.
The plane landed at the Nnamdi Azikiwe airport Abuja and the flight attendant announced their arrival. Anita immediately stood up and quickly joined the multitude trooping out of the plane before Segun could utter another word. She eventually got out and hurried to the taxi.

‘Jessica’ She suddenly heard someone call out loud.
She looked back and saw the dangerous Segun coming towards her. In other to avoid him, she quickly hopped into the nearest available taxi and ushered the driver to drive on. No matter the cost she must evade the dangerous man.


Oluwafunminiyi Komolafe


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