VALENTINE COMMOTION.

20 hours ago(edited)

Okay, there was a lady in our neighborhood while I was growing up; they used to call her MP. I don't know if they still call her that, but we haven't seen each other that much for a long time. She was a hairdresser she has a salon where people do come to make their hair and then they go which is normal. I think during this period was the time where Valentine packages started coming in it wasn't really that much everywhere now a lady came to her and said I want this for my man I want that for my man can you help me package it and deliver it to him and she was like no problem it's fine just pay upfront when I'm done with your job, I will let you know so you pay me the remaining balance and then I'll deliver it for you saying "Your girlfriend asked me to deliver this" and they agreed on price and all.

She's not into Valentine's packages full-time she just sees it as a side hustle for that period of Valentine's. She went to the market bought everything she needed, packaged the package that is for her client's boyfriend, and then she called her client to say she's done with her package and the client was so happy thanked her, and then the client sent an address. Now this is where the story takes another turn. The address the client sent was the address of her boyfriend. And then she showed the address to somebody, the person was like maybe it is his neighbor that she is sending the package to, and she quickly said no problem I think so too. Even though her friend tried to dissuade her from delivering it herself, she could send a dispatch rider to deliver the package, she refused and insisted on delivering the package herself.

When she got to the compound and the address.....
Your guess is as good as mine, as I'm writing this post my mind is going way back to that same environment, the roads I followed to school, to the market, to church, and even to my friend's place. His name is Marvelous.
Oh, I'm sorry I digressed. When this lady got there she did not bother to explain or do anything she just calmly dropped the package did not say who it was from and then she left. When she came back she call her client to come that she wants to talk to her about something and then the client came and she told the client to please call her boyfriend that she has been calling the boyfriend the boyfriend is not picking up and then the clients called the boyfriend and her boyfriend came, to today I'm still wondering why his mind did not click that one of his girlfriend lives in that area. When he came the rest was history, before he came both ladies had quarreled and settled their dispute, them ganged up on him. They called the boys in the area to help them with the beating.

They beat! They beat!! They beat nonsense out of him. The person who saved him was an elderly man in the area who thought he was dying and told them to stop beating him, even though he does not support what he did. That was how valentine's Day ended with Mr. Man in the hospital and the other ladies heartbroken.
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