NATHAN
I glanced at Desire as I drove back to her house, she was focused on the scenery, her face turned to the closed window.
Lagos nightlife was one of the most beautiful scenes I've seen. I won't compare it to the nightlife of Los Angeles or New York but it's a close third. Lagos. The city that never sleeps. Like Kissdaniel sang in his song Eko, if you don't become wise in Lagos, you can't be wise anywhere.
And right now, I'm not about to be unwise.
"Desire, what do you think about us going out tomorrow? We could go see a movie, go dancing, what do you say?"
She took her gaze off the road and stared at me. "You mean like a date?"
"Uhn..." I trailed off. I was going to have to choose my words carefully. "Not necessarily a date, a hang out," I finished and she stared at me weirdly.
