PART 11

Having retrieved the said key, I proceeded to open the door. But just at the moment I made to turn the handle of the door, someone yanked it open from the other end. Standing in the door way was Oye; Oye Osadolor my long term room mate and my greatest critic.

Oye in pink polka dotted pyjamas. Oye with a little disheveled look; hair and all. Oye with a comical and quizzical expression on one of the fairest and prettiest faces you could find in the Academy.