conundrum (first part)

meeting again

Bolu visited a convenience store on Ola's street a few months after their communication break. As she paid for her goods, she spotted someone who resembled Ola from afar. She tried to look away, hoping it wasn't him, to avoid an awkward encounter. Despite doubting he still cared, she didn't want to take chances. She knew she'd soften around him and start rethinking their situation, which she wasn't ready for. Bolu's priority was focusing on herself, finishing school, making money, and supporting her parents.

"Come on, Bolu!" she inwardly admonished herself. "The guy isn't destroying your life. He's once been a good and caring friend; give him a break." She decided to greet him and pass by, wondering what the worst outcome could be. As Ola approached, she confirmed it was indeed him.

"Hi Bolu, what's up?" he greeted. "I'm good, how are you?" Bolu replied. "I'm alright. What are you doing in my area?" Ola asked. "I came to get something from this woman. What about you?" she enquired, noticing a polythene bag with him.

"You went to buy food, right? You and buying food – can't you cook?" she asked playfully, trying to gauge what was in the bag. Ola looked at her, smiled, and said, "It's not actually food; it's fruits. I'm not feeling too good, and I decided to get some fruits, maybe it'll help." Bolu's womanly instincts kicked in immediately. "What happened?" she asked, concern creeping into her voice.