GND 5 by SGS
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Before anything else, you should know that of all the shocking and crazy shit that went down that summer, finding out that T.Y was a girl was definitely the most mind blowing. like, up till today it still ‘trips’ me.
‘Nathan are you okay?’ Toyin asked, sipping her Lacasera and smiling, ‘you look like you’re having a stroke dear.’
There are some things that happen ehhn, and they’re beyond words. You just don’t have the right words for the moment. Or maybe you do, but at that moment the right words just leave you.
‘No nothign,’ I replied, ‘this is my happy face.’
I didn’t even say anything throughout the time I was there. Not a word. Even when I got back home and Yasmine pinged me, I didn’t bring anything up. How do you go up to someone and be like, ‘hey, are you gay?’. Only Iffy can be dumb enough to do that.
The next day, I was at Yasmine’s house and she was gonn fry meat for me. When she knows I’m a vegetarian. 8-|
‘So you don’t eat meat?’ She said, ‘like at all?’
‘Please define vegetarian.’ I said.
‘Bacon is pork.’
‘What of sausage? Gala?’
‘Nawahh. I said I don’t like meat oo. It disgusts me.’
‘Now I know you’re a freak,’ she said, ‘which normal Nigerian hates meat??’
‘So how come T.Y is a girl?’ I asked. I probably shouldn’t have brought it up like that. But it was so annoying. I was in the room of a potential-lesbian and we were there talking bout meat
‘Are you joking?’ She asked him.
The deadness of my seriousness was on my face.
‘Ok then. How did u know?’ She said.
‘#AskGoogle,’ I said, ‘so you’re a lesbo?’
‘:s remind me pls, how that’s any of your fucking business.’
‘Small girl, I’m not following you to vex,’ I said, ‘I asked a question.’
‘Fuck off pls.’
‘Really? So when I don’t want an explanation, you force it down my throat but when I need one I should fuck off baa?’ I said, you’re posting my bros and you made them fight over you. When you’ree really a lesbian? Cool ’
‘Ughh. I’m not a fucking lesbian!’
‘Oh? What are you then?’
‘Irritated by your presence. Pls leave.’ She said.
‘Aunty, I still no dey follow you vex,’ I said, amused, ‘but this T.Y babe though..’
‘She seems manipulative, like she’s controlling you.’
‘Biko, I know what I’m doing.’
‘You do? Kindly explain then. ‘Cause I do not fucking get anything that’s happening around me.’
‘Nathan, mind your language. Geez.’ T.Y said, entering the room. Her presence had a way of making one weak.
‘Toyin.’ I said. I ddn’t know if we were close enough for me to call him T.Y. I mean her. Or her-him. Whatever.
‘Nathan (:’ she said. She turned to Yasmine, ‘I need to talk to you. Go downstairs.’
Yasmine went downstairs, like one Mary had a little lamb. Ughh. The way she was behaving around T.Y annoyed me.
‘Nathan, can we talk?’ She said, after Yasmine left.
‘Aren’t we already talking?’
‘Lol. True,’ she said. ‘Do you have a problem with me and Yasmine?’
‘You&Yasmine? Nahh,’ I said, ‘but you, very much.’
‘Ouch. That one actually entered. ‘ she was still smiling as she said this. ‘I just want you to know that I can’t hurt Yasmine. I love her. And I know you care about her.
She knows? What tf did she know about our lives? And why did I feel so drawn to her? So small in her presence?
‘Good to know.’ I said. Tueh! like I trusted T.Y! Sexy, evil, lesbian bitch.
‘Aii,’ she said, and she went downstairs, probably to talk to Yasmine or something. I just stayed there for a bit, in Yasmine’s room. And then I slept off on her big, pink bed.
Mehhn the sleep was needed (!!). When I woke up, my head was clear and I could think sensibly. There was no how Yasmine could be a lesbian. like, there was no how. She already said she wasn’t , and there was no proof. I was just making wild assumptions in my head based on nothing. *sigh. I felt better thinking that.
And then I went downstairs, and got physical proof. There, on the couch beside the tv, was T.Y, her hands on Yasmine’s waist. Her tongue, entangled in Yasmine’s mouth. Their bodies, sweaty and wrapped around each other on the couch, moving silently. Up and down. I was instantly hard :$ :$ I swear I don’t know how long I was there, just watching them straffing. But at a point though, T.Y noticed me and pulled away from Yasmine. Not fast enough. Yasmine just lay there, topless.
I must’ve said somfin stupid like ‘I think I hear my cat calling me’. I dunno. I just had to leave there and go back home. Awkkkkks.
I was shocked to see Ibrahim at my house when I got back home. It was normally me who came 2 his house, not the other way round.
‘Hey boo!’ I said.
‘>:/ don’t boo me u GayLord,’ he said, ‘after slying boys at The Basement that day. Retard’
‘:$ I forgot about that,’ I said, ‘I can explain boo.’
‘You can save your xplanations. I’m here to see Frost. Not you.’
‘Warris popping my brehdas??’ Iffy said, coming downstairs. His face was already healing. His eye wasn’t swollen or :&-ey anymore. But there was still a dark patch under his eye, just above his cheek. Till today, I don’t think that thing has gone.
‘Ugh. This guy, must you be so ratchet? After I finished hyping u,’ Ibrahim said.
‘Lool. My guy, wagwan?’
‘*sigh. I’m with your I.V oo. For #DOPE2. And you’re meant to bring a plus one.’
‘:s :s warris #DOPE2?’ Iffy said.
‘Frost, are you for real?’ Ibrahim said. ‘I told you about it at the party naa.’
‘Aah no wonder.’ Iffy said, ‘that your party ehhn, I was too high. Nothing was entering my head.’
‘*smh. Guy, change ur ways. Weed kills,’ Ibrahim said.
Mscheww, the same Ibrahim that has a special weed stack, where he categorizes the weed seff. Irris that bad. :((
‘#DOPE2 is a fashion show for charity next month. like 10 designers, yeah, showcase their stuff. People buy. Then it all goes to charity. I’m one of the designers. And you’re performing,’ Ibrahim said.
‘Wait. So you’re not getting paid?’ Iffy asked.
‘Guy, check dictionary for meaning of charity. Make I spell am for you?’
‘Soo am I getting paid to perform?’ Iffy asked with a :s look on his face.
‘Nathan, sheyy na ur brother? Pls speak his language. I’m tired.’ Ibrahim said.
‘Lool. Iffy. Chaaaa-riiiiii-teaaaa.’ I said, ‘= no money for you.’
‘So what am I gaining?’ He asked.
My Lord. How to explain the concept of free publicity to an apeman.
‘ “Omg Frost performed for the hungry children of Mama Uche’s village” ‘ I said, in a high, girly voice, ‘ “he’s such a nice guy! Let’s buy his cds then go to his shows and rape him ^.^” ‘
‘Ehenn! You guys are getting me now!’ Iffy said.
‘Ode, these are shaa your tickets.’ Ibrahim said, ‘and Nathan I got for you as well. Bring a plus one too.’ He handed me the tickets and put Iffy’s tickets on the table.
‘Plus one?’ Iffy said.
‘like an extra guest,’ I said. Ughh. And this is the guy that got A1 in English WAEC. Sigh!
‘So yeah imma go. See you there next month. Greet Jesse for me and pray I come first at the show.’ Ibrahim said.
‘But it’s charity naa. There are no losers or winners,’ Iffy said.
‘Yeah, that’s what we tell the losers ;)’ Ibrahim said, before he left.
‘So who’s your plus one?’ Iffy asked me.
‘No idea. You?’
‘No idea too.’ Iffy said, ‘if it was before, I would have said Jesse.’
‘Yes! Guy, ask him!’
‘Naah. Hez still pissed about the Yasmine thing.’
But I wasn’t thinking about Yasmine, I was thinking about how to bring my brothers back together.
‘He isn’t jorhh. You should ask him. He’ll appreciate it’ I said, ‘you know Jesse likes all that emotional crap.’
‘Sheyy. The fag,’ Iffy said, ‘abeg I can’t. ‘
‘Just do it.’
‘No dude, I’m too scared.’
Jesse came downstairs at that moment, his hair uncombed, his eyes dripping with interrupted doze.
‘Nawah shaa,’ he said, ‘you guys can stare for Africa though. What did I do now?’
‘Theres a fashion charity thing in September and I’m performing,’ Iffy said.
‘So I should…???’ Jesse said.
‘I can bring a plus one. You wan come?’
Jesse’s face melted into a soft smile. ‘Aii. Wateva.’
I knew that, with that, all was forgiven. Jesse and Iffy were back together. There was hope in the air.
That hope was short-lived.
Yasmine walked in. It was the first time since Ibrahim’s party that Jesse or Iffy had seen her. Awkks.
‘T.Y said to tell you to come to my house by 3. Today.’ She was droning on like one robot, looking at Jesse and Iffy, but avoiding my eyes.
‘Yasmine, where have you been?’ Jesse said. ‘And T.Y is back? :s :s’
‘Eyys! Better question!’ Iffy said, like a fucking villager, ‘Who tf does T.Y think he is? And what’s our business with him???’
‘*her’ I said, ‘our business with her.’
‘T.Y. Is a babe? 😮 😮 X_X’ Jesse said.
‘Wait? Pause ur games swiftly? Ehn?’ Iffy said.
‘Yes. And she said you should come. Jesse and Iffy. By 3.’ She paused. ‘And you too, Nathan.’
Before she left we locked eyes, for a brief, fleeting moment before she looked away. And turned to go.
Nobody had to remind the three of us. We were all there by 3 exactly. The fact that T.Y was a babe was doing Iffy and Jesse. Me, I juts wanted to know why I was invited. To me, this was a Jesse-Yasmine-Iffy thing. Little did I know though…
T.Y was at the dinning table looking like one boss lady. I felt slightly she was gonn say “you’re fired” then the ground would swallow us all. like in that Donald Trump show. Yasmine was just sitting there looking like Virtuous Woman. That dead book we read for Junior WAEC. And btw, fuck Junior WAEC (!). Buh that’s anoda topic entirely 3-|
The three of us stood awkwardly in her living room for some time. Silently.
T.Y looks at Jesse, shirtless ’cause he had been gyming.
‘Ughh. I hate guys who don’t wear their shirts,’ T.Y says, ‘yeah they have sexy bodies but then if I go out shirtless, I’ll end up on NTA or something.’
‘Oya, pause your game with style,’ Iffy said. Lol. This is why I like Iffy. He’s not afraid to look like the idiot. ‘Why tf are we here? We don’t kno you aunty’
T.Y smiled briefly. ‘I’m Toyin. T.Y actually.’ She said, ‘and I’m not ur aunty.’. Iffy’s lips quivered. And then I was calm. T.Y’s dominating effect, it wasn’t only me that felt it.
She looked at me. ‘I already met Nathan,’ she said. ‘The shirtless, sxc one is Jesse. And u-‘ she eyed Iffy, up and down. ‘You’re the Frost guy whose mixtape burnt my ears.’
Iffy was about to say something until Jesse said: ‘Sorry, but how are you T.Y? T.Y was Yasmine’s ex?’
‘Exactly.’ T.Y said.
‘I was in ss3. Yasmine was in ss1. It was an all-girls school soo that was normal. It was beautiful. But then I graduated and I lost contact with Yasmine when I travelled.’ She held Yasmine’s hand. ‘Until now though.’
What she was saying made no sense to me. Normal? When is lesbianism normal anywhere? Nawahh for the kind messed up shit in all-girls schools tho.
‘So you guys are gay?’ Iffy said. Nawahh! This guy!
‘Lol. I’m into girls, yes,’ she said. ‘But Yasmine is.. bisexual.’
I looked at Yasmine, juts sitting there quietly while the sexy evil bitch was telling us her sexual orientation for her. Ugh.
And suddenly Iffy had this very interested look on his face. Fucking pervert.
‘So have you ever fucked a girl?’ Iffy asked her.
‘Haba! Iffy! Stfu!’ Jesse said.
‘:s is this guy for real?’ T.Y said.
‘Ahh. I’m for fake seff,’ Iffy said, ‘like if you feel shy ehn, is ok. Juts gimme your pin, I’ll add you then we can go further ;;)’
‘Well,’ T.Y said, ‘now you can understand why I’m a lesbian.’
‘Iffy, calm down.’ Jesse said.
‘Ok. Fine. But one last thing,’ Iffy said, ‘can you and Yazz just start making out like right now? like I could watch that all day.’
‘Moving on!’ T.Y said, ‘I brought you guys here today, Jesse and Iffy, because Yasmine told me about her affairs with you. I just want to let you all here know that I love Yasmine and I’m back for her now.’
‘And what does Yasmine have to say?’ I ask. The sound of my own voice sounded unfamiliar. I hadn’t spoken at this freaky meeting since.
‘Nathan..’ Yasmine said. This was the first time she was talking as well.
‘Don’t.’ I said. ‘Why am I here anyway? I never liked Yasmine.’
‘She told me you’re the best friend she has ever had and the only person she trusts,’ T.Y says, ‘how could you not be here?’
That last thing T.Y said stayed with me as me, Iffy and Jesse went back home that day. We were all walking together, but we were in separate worlds. Our minds were far apart.
Nobody said anything when we got back home and we were going to bed. I wonthered if really, this was how our day would end.
‘You guys chill. I have to say something.’ I said.
‘Nate pls, today has been long.’ Jeese said.
‘So shouldn’t we talk about it?’ I said.
‘Why? To achieve what?’ Iffy said.
‘Cause we never talk about anything in this house. We just act like we’re fine when we’re obviously not. Look at Mummy’s death! Never once have we talked about that!’ I said. The room thickened in silence. I remmbered something I told Yasmine.
‘Jesse, you care too much and then you blow up when you can’t supress your feelings. Iffy, you don’t care at all and you only think of yourself.’ I said, ‘I dunno what tf that meeting was, and for the sake of my sanity I’ll try to forget all this stuff this summer never happened. Will you guys do the same? Let Yasmine go. Please. It’s not worth all this.’
Iffy nodded. And then Jesse nodded. And we pulled each other close in a hug.
It felt weird. like in that moment, we were brothers, finally. But it also felt kinda gay tbh. I wonder if dis is how those 1Direction guys always feel.
And just like that, it was like that chapter in our lives was over and everything was back to how it was 2 years ago. Well, not exactly, but it was close. The days passed by too quickly, and soon it was September and summer was almost over. I had a month till we resumed school but Jesse and Iffy had two weeks. Jesse was in Igbinedion, that dead private school in Edo and Iffy was in Babcock. But before all that, there was #DOPE2.
#DOPE2 was being hyped on twitter as the Final party of the summer. If you weren’t there, your summer didn’t just try. But not everybody could get tickets for the main show so they were gonn come for the after party. A pool party at The Basement in Surulere. For the first time, all those lazy island guys would come down to the mainland for a party. (งˆ▽ˆ)ง
It was Jesse that drove us there. We were just joking and playing around on our way there. Iffy was talking about the pool party.
‘Mehhn if I hear say the after party make sense! I’ll eat my fucking head!’ He said.
‘Lol. Guy isn’t it at the after party that you’re performing?’ Jesse said.
‘Ehhn naa,’ I said, ‘when people would be too drunk to notice his music is crap.’
‘Haturrrrrrrr! I see you!’ Iffy said, ‘but forget these girls go fuck that party up. Just watch. Sheyy them talk beach party? No be bikini you suppose bring? You go still see babes wearing Mary and Martha skirt for there. Just chill and watch!’
‘Lmaooo! Iffy dis is why you can’t be great,’ I said.
‘Mumu :p’ Iffy said. ‘So who’s your own plus one?’
‘:$ :$ Damii’. I said. Yes, boys and girls, Damii my eternal boo was on hols (though back in school by next month 8-|). And she was my date for #DOPE2. Buh she lived really far so she could only make it for the after party :((
We got to the fashion show kinda late, but not too late to see the ZD presentation (that’s Ibrahim’s label). But we discovered that everyone had been allocated to a particular table. So Iffy and Jesse were sitting away frm me. Ugh.
Ibrahim told me I was sitting with the head designer of DKNG, a rival foreign-based label. But when I got there, I saw someone else.
‘Longest time Nathan’ T.Y said.
‘Geez. Toyin? Why you here?’ I was stunned. She looked gorgeous though.
‘Ahann. You’re not nice oo,’ she said, with her half-smile, ‘is that how you say hi?’
‘You know someone important is meant to be there. And when he comes-‘
‘Ibrahim Damulak!’ She burst out, smiling. I turned around and saw Ibrahim also smiling.
‘Oluwatoyin Ikuomola,’ he said, ‘did I pronounce it right tho?’
‘You didn’t even try,’ she said.
‘You know her? :s’ I asked.
‘Duhh mehnn. Every designer knows Toyin,’ he said, ‘Shes the head designer of DKNG.’
:s :s ‘Oh?’ I said.
‘Yeah Nathan is my friend too,’ T.Y said. Friend? Famz.
‘Oh cool.’ Ibrahim said, ‘So I’ll just leave you two yeah? Toyin :*’
Ugh. If he only knew he was kissing a lesbian.
‘So you’re a designer? DKNG?’ I asked her.
‘Oh. So you’re back in Nigeria because of #DOPE2? that’s the reason?’
‘Oh yeah, and for Yasmin,’ I said. ‘Where is she seff? I’m sure she’s your plus one.’
‘Yup. She is. Buh she didn’t want to come for the show,’ T.Y said, ‘she’ll juts come for the pool party with her cousin. Wazz her name?’
‘Her name is Blah Blah,’ I said, ‘buh people juts call her Blah.’
‘Yeah, I don’t really care,’ she said, ‘havent seen hou since that day.’
‘Gee. I wonder why.’
‘Lol. I wasn’t trying to scare you guys off. Yasmine isn’t my personal property.’
‘Can u remmber what I told you? About you being her best friend?’
‘She never told me that. I just knew,’ She said, ‘I’ve never heard her talk like that. About anybody.’
‘Oh well,’ I said. ‘She had many opportunities. She still fucked everything up 3-|’
‘And you just left her?’
‘I’m only thinking of my brothers,’ I said.
‘And they’re thinking of you?’ T.Y asked me. I paused and looked at her. She had that sly, near-smile on her face. This babe is too sexy. And too evil. (!)
We didn’t say much during the show after that. And after the show, we headed off to the after party at The Basement.
I got to the pool party late, and it was crowded af. I couldn’t find Jesse or Iffy. Or even Ibrahim. Oh and juts so u know, DKNG came first, another label called Fusion came 2nd and Ibrahim’s label, ZD, was 3rd.
‘Nathan,’ I recognize the voice & instantly turn back. Yasmine.
‘Hi.’ She said.
‘Hey,’ I replied, looking at her. ‘I’m looking for Jesse and Iffy, I’ll see you guys later.’
I turned to go. And then, I remmbered wat T.Y said at the meeting about me being the best friend she ever had. Something within me melted; softened.
I went back, and I hugged Yasmine. A small, side hug. It was my way of saying ‘I’m sorry’. What is it about Yasmine that makes everybody want to protect her, to want her to be happy? It was ineffable. 😥
‘I’m going to the pool,’ I said to her. ‘Coming?’
‘Oh. I’m cming. I’m looking for someone,’ Yasmine said, ‘maybe later though.’
‘Aii.’ I said. I didn’t bother asking who she was looking for, it was probably T.Y. 3-|
I didn’t even know when I got drunk at the party. The drinks were free and it’s hard for me to resist icy-cold Vodka. I must’ve drank like three full-size bottles.
‘Why do I always see you with a vodka bottle in your hand?’ A voice said. I didn’t have to look up. I knew it was Blah.
‘:D :D’ I said.
‘See your teeth! After forgetting me! *rme’
‘Lol. Never poss!’
‘Boooooooo’ I said. Damii still wasn’t here yet. I felt lonely.
‘Lol :* Nathan’ she said, smiling. It amazed me how easy Blah was. Other girls would never talk to me again if I left them at a party after straffing. Oh well, girls are different shaa. Some girls are just cheerful givers ^-^
‘U didn’t come for the fashion show?’ I asked her.
‘Naa,’ she said, ‘did Ibrahim win though?’
‘Ohh.’ She was smiling.
‘Let’s walk,’ I said, standing. I fell immediately, then she held me up.
‘Are you ok? Lool’
‘Yeah baby. Why?’ I said. We were walking away from the bar, towards the basketball court.
‘You seem slow and tired,’ she said, ‘are you on codeine?’
‘LOL. Me? Naa. I’m not even into all that. Jesse is the codeine freak. Then Iffy is pure weed.’
‘Oh? So what’s your own speciality?’
‘Besides vodka?’ I said, ‘I give better than my bros ;)’
‘True, true ;)’ she said. I looked at her. From an angle, her eyes kinda looked like Damii’s. Or that was probably the Vodka.
We went to the changing rooms behind the court, where b-ball players go to bath and change after playing.
We were frenching like hell when she started removing my clothes :$ :$ my wrist band fell to the floor as she took my shirt off.
My hands were everywhere. It wasn’t like last time. The first time, we were on a bed, we had most clothes on, and there was no possibility of sex. This time, we were standing, I was naked and she had a bikini. And we both knew sex was the only way forward.
She moaned gently as my teeth dug into her nipples. Her nipples hardened immediately. At the same time my fingers were inside her, I could feel her wetness as her moans became deeper. It was like she was begging me to fuck her, and I would obviously. But first, I wanted 2 return the favour. That head she gave me the last time was heavenly.
I slid her pant off her legs and went down on her. I swear down, I’ve never heard a girl scream so loudly. Even during sex. I was there only a few seconds then she started shaking so much, it felt like the ground around me was moving.
I came back up. ‘You’ve never gotten head before?’ I asked her. She shook her head, breathless. ‘You like it?’ I asked her. She smiled.
I turned her around and fucked her, quickly. The sex was a blur and I only remmber her sharp screams and the fleeting ecstasy of cumming inside her.
And then it was over. Just like that. It took me like a minute to get over everything. Blah lay there on me, her head on my chest, putting her hands in mine, like she mattered to me. I just suddenly remmbered that Damii was going 2 come for the party. I got up and changed sharrply.
‘Are you ok?’ She asked me. ‘I have to go.’ I said. Nothing more. I felt kinda bad leaving her. Again. But Damii was my forever girl. And Blah was just the girl of the night. :]Y
When I got back to the pool, I saw Damii. She was even prettier than I remembered her. :’). ‘I missed you,’ she said, hugging me closely. I pulled her closer. ‘I missed you more boo.’ I said. I held her face, taking in her beautiful smile. And then I kissed her. The rush of happiness I got from kissing her dazed me. I felt giddy.
‘Aww,’ Ibrahim said, ‘so cute :””)’. He was with Derin and Iffy.
‘Lol. Pls die,’ I said. I wrapped my hands around Damii and she looked up at me. When did she get so short? We used to be almost the same height, now I could easily chin her
‘No but Nathan has missed you Damii,’ Derin said.
‘Assinn!’ Ibrahim said, ‘dosnt even look at all those girls again!’
My mind went to the changing room. And to the sex. I had to change topic.
‘Iffy, where have you been?’ I asked him. ‘I was looking for you and Jesse.’
‘Mehhn. I was looking for you too. We got here since,’ Iffy said, ‘then Jesse just disappeared.’
‘Frosty love,’ Damii said, ‘how you been? Any new music?’ Oh yeah I forgot, Damii likes Iffy’s dead music -__-
‘Boo boo ;;). A lot! New mixtape, out December.’
‘Maltina cares.’ Ibrahim said.
‘In a special wayyyy!’ I added.
‘Lmaoo. You’re still not nice,’ Damii said.
‘I’m only nice to you bae :**’ I said.
‘Aww. Boo :*******’ Damii said.
‘Ugh,’ Derin said, ‘couples disgust me.’
‘-__-‘ Ibrahim said, ‘so what are we? Fried rice?’
‘Oya issok!’ Iffy said, ‘y’all be making a single nigg feel lonely :((‘
‘Lol. Pained?’ I said.
‘#ForeverAlone’ Ibrahim said.
‘Fucktards..’ Iffy said. He looked at my arm. ‘where’s that your razz Babablue wrist watch seff?’
‘Guii, it’s a band not a watch,’ I said. I remmbered when Blah removed my clothes in the changing room. ‘I dropped it off somewhere. I’m coming.’
‘Oh. Wow,’ was all I could say when I got to the changing room. It wasn’t the fact that Yasmine was half-naked on the changing room floor. It was that Jesse was lying on top of her, her lipstick smeared on his cheek.
I look at the ground, waiting for it to swallow me alive, but it just stared back at me, mocking me, as an ant crawled slowly past.
Jesse was trying to explain, but my whole world went mute and stuffy. I needed air.
I went outside. Maybe it was the drinking. Maybe it was the hurried, vigorous sex. Maybe it was seeing Jesse with Yasmine, after everything we’ve been through. I juts lost it. And I fainted.
To Be Continued…