As we stood up from the bench, she opened her arms to give me a hug. “Robotically”, I walked forward to hug her.
Tinu gave me a side hug. Looking back now, it seems like that hug sealed my seat in the Brother-Zone. At least, it was better than the hug I got (or didn’t get) on the first day of the school year.
There is a friend that sticks closer than a brother. That is the easiest way to describe the brotherhood we witnessed with Choc Boys. Seeing it all falter has left a big gap in the Nigerian music scene.