Eighteen

                               ~Kunmi~

I was in the sitting room, my eyes fixed on the TV that was tuned to a fashion channel where the models were walking a runaway in nothing but rags and I was also listening to a voice note Aminah sent but I could hardly make out what she was saying, partly because of the noises my brother and his friend, papa was making as they played their video game and the occasional laughter from the dinning room where mom and Mayowa were getting the face made up in preparation for Mom friend's birthday party.

"Yooooooooo. I've killed you."

My brother suddenly shouted, shocking me out of my reverie.

"Are you alright? Why did you scream like that?"

Mayowa shouted back and I almost winced. Can't these people just talk normally?

"Oya, you and Pap