The two girls walked side by side, the lively chatter replaced by a heavy silence. Shola, perceptive as ever, understood that her friend was not ready to delve into the whirlwind of emotions that had just swept through them. Determined not to let anything dampen her appetite, Shola decided to steer the conversation towards more neutral grounds once they reached their destination. They arrived at the cafeteria, a haven of tantalizing aromas and sizzling suya meat. Rather than opting to sit in and soak in the vibrant atmosphere, they chose to take their food away, a decision that allowed them to munch on their suya as they strolled back to their flat. The night air carried the delicious scent of grilled meat and spices, a stark contrast to the subdued atmosphere between the two friends. Shola, ever the conversational maestro, decided to break the silence gently. "So, Bea, any plans for the weekend?" she inquired, attempting to shift the focus away from the unexpected e

As Shane animatedly shared his catch-up stories, the DJ seamlessly transitioned into the timeless rhythm of Lionel Richie's "All Night Long." Shola, sharing a conspiratorial glance with Beatrice, couldn't help but express her excitement. With a playful smile, she whispered to Beatrice, "This is our dance for the night, right?" Beatrice responded with an emphatic nod, their plan for the night taking shape. Just as the two friends prepared to hit the dance floor, a hand gently rested on Beatrice's shoulder, prompting her to turn around. Instantly recognizing the familiar touch, Beatrice beamed and playfully tugged at the person behind the hand. The face that met hers was none other than George's, and without a second thought, she pulled him onto the dance floor. The music of Lionel Richie enveloped the atmosphere, creating a perfect backdrop for Shola and Beatrice's intended night of joyous revelry. As they swayed to the infectious rhythm, the lyrics of "All Night Long

Beatrice, intending to excuse herself, turned the corner and collided with a solid figure, accompanied by a musky scent. She uttered a quick "sorry" before realizing she had bumped into James. Instead of a casual apology, James unexpectedly pulled her into a secluded corner, and she instinctively began to resist."Leave me alone, or I'll scream the place down," she warned, struggling against his grip. James, however, seemed more intent on conveying a message than causing harm. "I just want to warn you that all is not as it seems in these parties," he said urgently. "Be careful of strange connections."Beatrice, still frustrated and bewildered, yanked her arm away from him and headed toward the toilet, muttering to herself. "Who are you to keep watch over me?" she questioned aloud, her irritation evident. Turning around, she raised her voice and said, "Keep it all for Shandie; it's not needed here."The encounter left Beatrice both annoyed and perplexed. James's

James Keenan, a charismatic and pragmatic leader, had etched his presence onto the canvas of campus life, each stroke of influence carefully painted with a blend of charm, intelligence, and strategic prowess. As his time on campus neared its conclusion, James faced the pivotal task of anointing a successor to safeguard the legacy he had meticulously crafted. His journey as a leader began with an innate ability to navigate the intricate web of campus politics. James possessed a magnetic charisma that drew peers and followers alike into his orbit. It was a charisma underlined by an acute understanding of human dynamics and an uncanny knack for reading the pulse of the student body. His leadership style was not one of brute force but of influence and persuasion, creating a formidable aura that permeated through lecture halls, social gatherings, and clandestine meetings alike. The key to James' success lay in his pragmatism. He recognized the importance of alliances and connections, weav

The array of options laid before James outlined promising pathways into the political landscape, each position reflecting the weight of his past contributions. The listed choices were as follows:Senior Special Assistant to the Minister of Commerce (Immediate entry).Senior Special Assistant to the Minister of Internal Affairs (Immediate entry).Senior Special Assistant to the Minister of External Affairs (Requires further training).Special Assistant, Interpol (Requires further training).Senior Special Assistant to the Minister of Finance (Immediate entry).These roles presented immediate entry opportunities, while others required additional training, signifying a shift toward more specialized and impactful spheres. The allure of political power beckoned James, and the immediate entry roles stirred excitement within him. However, his ambitions stretched beyond the local arena; he aspired for positions at the federal level or in the interna