Saturday. 2:14pm.

Ada had one plan for the day: do nothing.

No bath. No outing. No talking.

 Just her bed, her phone and a plate of rice.💃

Life was good.😌

Then she heard it.

Knock, knock, knock.

Ada froze. Her spoon stopped halfway to her mouth.

"No. No, no, no."

She slowly turned off her phone screen. 

Then she held her breath, like the person outside could hear her breathing through the door.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Ada! I know you're inside!"

It was Aunty Bisi, her mum's friend, the one who stays three hours and asks about your life, your grades and your future husband.🤦

Ada moved fast.

"Should I pretend to be asleep?"

She lay flat on the floor behind the bed. 

"Should I pretend the house was empty?"

She whispered, "Nobody is here," to nobody.

"Should I send my brother to say I've travelled?"

But my brother was already at the door, saying, "She's inside o! She's eating rice!"

Betrayal. 💀

Ada slowly opened the door with the biggest fake smile in Nigeria.

"Aunty Bisi! What a surprise! Come in!"

Aunty Bisi walked in, sat down and said, "I was just passing by, so I said let me greet you."

Three hours later, Ada knew about Aunty Bisi's new business, her neighbour's wedding, her cousin's visa wahala and three young men who would "be perfect" for her.

When she finally left, Ada closed the door, locked it, leaned on it and whispered:

"Next time, I'm turning off the lights and the gate bell."

Her rice had gone cold. 🍚

 Introverts don't hate people. 

We just need a warning one hour before you come. 😭

 What's your best trick to avoid surprise visitors? Tell us in the comments 👇