It was one of those nights in our dorm when the stress of lectures and assignments took a backseat to pure, unfiltered silliness. The common room in our girls’ dorm was dimly lit by a string of fairy lights and the soft glow of a desk lamp, and our playlist was cranked up just loud enough to drown out the distant hum of campus life. I sprawled on my bed, textbooks temporarily forgotten, as my best friends, Favour and Gift, made themselves at home on the beanbag and floor cushions.
“Okay, spill it,” Favour declared dramatically, her eyes wide as if she’d just uncovered the world’s greatest secret. “What happened in that lecture today? I swear, Professor Green looked like he was auditioning for a soap opera with all that dramatic flair.”
I grinned, shaking my head. “Honestly, it was like h
