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snapped back into focus. Dele was standing there, keys jingling in his hand.
“I’m serious, man. If we don’t leave now, the tickets for the final year drama will be gone.”
“I’m here, I’m here,” Chris laughed, grabbing his wallet. “Just thinking about how we started.”
“We started with you being a brat about a shirt,” Dele teased, shoving him toward the door. “Now move.”
As they stepped out into the cool Zaria evening, Chris felt a flicker of apprehension. In three months, they would
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Post 9) snapped back into focus. Dele was standing there, keys jingling in his hand. “I’m serious,...

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