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Mathsart pro I create social media designs, promotional flyers, and brand visuals that communica
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I’m a Graphic Designer and the creative mind behind Mathsart, helping brands create clean and engaging visual content that attracts attention and drives engagement.

Excited to officially complete my Social Media Management Bootcamp.This experience gave me deeper insight into content s...
01/07/2026

Excited to officially complete my Social Media Management Bootcamp.

This experience gave me deeper insight into content strategy, content planning, audience engagement, branding, and social media management beyond just creating visuals.

Throughout the bootcamp, I gained hands-on experience working on:

- Content calendars
- Content pillars
- Brand content strategy
- Social media planning
- Audience-focused content creation

I’m especially grateful to my mentor The Social Media Expert for the guidance, knowledge, and practical insights shared throughout the training journey. Your support and teaching made the learning experience truly valuable.

As a Graphic Designer now expanding into Social Media Management, I’m excited to continue helping brands build stronger online presence through both strategy and visual storytelling.

Looking forward to applying these skills to real projects, collaborations, and brand growth opportunities.

Same message.Same brand.Different design approach. One thing I enjoy about design is how a single idea can be communicat...
29/06/2026

Same message.
Same brand.
Different design approach.

One thing I enjoy about design is how a single idea can be communicated in completely different ways depending on the style, layout, composition, and mood.

These two designs carry the same message, but each one creates a different visual experience and feeling. That’s the beauty of design, it’s not just about making things look good, it’s about communication and perception.

So now I’m curious,
Which slide works better for you. Design 1 or Design 2? And why?

I got tired of designing ‘normal’ food flyers…I wanted this design to feel impossible to ignore, almost like the platter...
22/06/2026

I got tired of designing ‘normal’ food flyers…

I wanted this design to feel impossible to ignore, almost like the platter was taking over the city skyline.

Instead of the regular “food flyer” approach, I experimented with a billboard-style composition to create scale, attention, and storytelling in a single frame.

One thing I’ve learned in design is this:
People don’t just buy food… they buy the experience, the craving, and the emotion attached to it.

That’s why visual hierarchy, color contrast, perspective, and placement matter so much in advertising design.

A strong design should stop the scroll first, then communicate the message instantly.

This was a fun creative direction for Shedu Chops, and honestly, exploring unconventional layouts like this is what keeps design exciting for me.

What’s the first thing that caught your attention in this design?

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The designs people connect with emotionally are rarely the most “perfect” ones.Recently, I created a scrapbook-style des...
15/06/2026

The designs people connect with emotionally are rarely the most “perfect” ones.

Recently, I created a scrapbook-style design and it reminded me of how good I can adjust to different designs style

Sometimes, the goal is to make a design feel human, expressive, and emotionally engaging.

What I personally love about scrapbook-inspired design is how it adds personality and storytelling to visuals while still keeping the layout structured and intentional.

It’s a creative style that allows brands to feel more relatable, modern, and visually memorable online.

As a designer, I’m learning that the smallest creative choices, textures, layering, arrangement and spacing can completely change the emotion a design communicates.

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SMILE JUST A LITTLE 🤲😂😂😂            1) Many will TAP, But Few will be Able to SWAP it to money ...  ~~ Tapswap, October ...
06/03/2025

SMILE JUST A LITTLE 🤲😂😂😂

1) Many will TAP, But Few will be Able to SWAP it to money ...

~~ Tapswap, October 2024 🤲😂😂

2) Single at age 38, and you still ask guys
"Whēre did you get my number From?" ......

Aahnnn Ahnnnñn, Grandma, you are stubborn ooo!!😳😳😭😭😂😂😂

3) . It may not be today, It may not be tomorrow, But All I know that one day, We will stand Before the Judgement Day of the Lord to explain Why we choose to eat Rice and stew every Sundays 😒😒😂😂😂

4) Toyota Camry, for sale nothing do am ☝️😒.
You will just change the engine, gearbox, tyre, seats, bonnet, steering, windscreen
There's no door, but you can put Curtain or Fridge Cover 😭😭😂😂😂😂

5).When a baby with nö teeth bitê your breast you slâp him hãrd 😟😒

But when thât Mãn with 32 teēth bitê yôu. You têll him "Bãby Côntinue"....

God is wãtchìng you!! 😂😂😂

6).Don't gô and hustle ooh😒😒, be forming pînk lips there, Someone that will snatchyour bâbe is having a brown teeth and a White bênz.💥😭😂😂😂

7). Interviêwer: Can you deny your father for $ 2 Mīllion?

Me : Peter denied Jesus Christ for free😒, is my fâther bîgger than Jesus??😳😳😭😂😂😂

8). They just awarded an Hausa Bikeman in our Street just now...

They said, he's the only Hausa Bikeman that Doesn't have Bódy Odour 💥😭😭😭😂😂😂

9).Sunday school teacher: Who's the mother of Timòthy?

Mê: Mama Timo. 💥🤸😭😭😂😂😂

10) MOM: Can You Slap your Uncle for iPhone 16??
ME: Mom, Please Lower your Voice, he Might Rùn âway 😒😂😂😂😂

Few weeks after I got married to my wife, we both went to visit her parentsWe met only her mum at home and my wife joine...
17/01/2025

Few weeks after I got married to my wife, we both went to visit her parents

We met only her mum at home and my wife joined her in the kitchen after all the pleasantries

I sat in the parlour, pressing my phone and finishing up some work while waiting for the food

When the food was ready, we ate and discussed a little before I and my wife prepared to leave...

After all the goodbyes, mama tapped my wife and told her...

"Take care eh...remember what I told you o"

My wife nodded "okay ma, bye"

And we went back home.

On the way, I asked my wife to tell me what her mom told her, she replied saying that it's nothing

After pressuring her for sometime, she opened up a little...

"I only complained to her that you were not giving me attention like before...you don't even touch me as much as you did when we were on honeymoon" she said

"So she just advised me and told me what to do" my wife added

"And what did she tell you to do?" I asked

"Oga focus and drive o, that one is not your business"

I laughed because I knew things were about to get interesting.

The next day, my wife went to the market to buy foodstuffs...when she came back, she changed into one transparent gown like that and zoomed to the kitchen

Immediately she walked past me with a see through gown, my concentration tore into two

I left the work I was doing on my phone and started thinking about what I saw...few minutes later, I joined her in the kitchen

I stood for sometime watching her back before I spoke out...

"Babe, this your gown is fine o"

"Thank you" she replied

"And it looks new sef, where did you buy it?"

"From the church...since you don't know where they sell clothes again"

"Ah, no o, it's not like that"

"I thought you were working?" She asked, changing the subject and finally looking at me

"Erm, yes, but I felt there would be work to do here too... it's been long I worked in the kitchen you know"

"Are you sure it's not because of what I'm wearing?"

"Ah, no o, I just want to help out where I can"

"Eheeen? Issorite, there's yam to peel, and there's beans to select... choose the one you want to do"

I peeled yam and stayed in the kitchen till she finished cooking and it was very wonderful...if you know what I mean

The following day her mother called and she picked...I didn't pay attention to the call until I started hearing things...

"Yes ma, it worked perfectly...he was so attracted and he was even following me around like es**rt" my wife spoke

"I told you, men and ɓūmɓūm na five and six" her mother said

That was when I realised everything, the transparent gown was a setup and it got me good

I no fit cry...

I'M SO IN LOVE WITH MY COUSIN'S FIANCEE [Episode 22][Continued]...the off shoulder top she wore on the short mini skirt ...
08/01/2025

I'M SO IN LOVE WITH MY COUSIN'S FIANCEE [Episode 22]

[Continued]...the off shoulder top she wore on the short mini skirt did little to hide her smooth thighs-- I would say she dressed, if not to impress, but to seduce! And how was I sure Andrew wasn't already falling for her looks?
"Babe" Rebecca smiled at Andrew, sounding cheerful as she stopped in front of us before bending forward to give him an unexpected kiss on the lip with her left hand underneath his chin to lift his head. And when she stood back straight, she leveled her gaze at me and smiled. "Stephanie"
To my utmost shock, she acknowledged my presence with even a friendly nod of her head.
What had gotten over her? I mean, wasn't this the same Rebecca that swore to deal with me and even got me hospitalized? Now she was all friendly and smiley like nothing ever happened between us. The only thing I knew for sure was that she had something planned, but I don't know what that is!
'Ahem! Ahem' George cleared his throat out loud to get Rebecca's attention as he felt unnoticed.
"Oh!" Rebecca chuckled when she noticed him. And in a courteous tone, she apologized. "Excuse my manners, The name is Rebecca and you're?"
"Oh!, you must be the bride" George exclaimed heartily, and with a seductive smile on his face, he extended his right hand forward which Rebecca spared no seconds to hold. "I'm Andrew's younger brother" He revealed, still holding onto her hand.
"Really?!" Rebecca sounded surprised, her eyebrows raised in pleasant shock while still holding onto his hand. And when she realized how long their hands remained in holding, she immediately pulled hers away and faced Andrew with a chuckle. "Babe, why am I just hearing that you have a brother?"
"I was going to tell you" Andrew answered calmly.
George scoffed at his brother's response. "Don't take him on his word... He never talks about me to anyone" saying jokingly to Rebecca who laughed before saying again to Andrew. "Urm babe, can we be left alone, I need to speak with you privately"
Still standing next to him, I lowered my gaze at Andrew who turned his head to the side and looked up at me. His eyes bore a message even without him speaking. He wanted me away, but at the same time wasn't too pleased by it.
I gave him a faint nod before turning around to walk away.

"Alright, so I'll leave you two love birds to do your thing" I heard George say to them behind me as I kept walking; heading straight for the garden as it was the only place I wanted to be--
"Stephanie... Hey! Wait up" George called out to me from behind. But I didn't stop for his call, instead, I kept walking. If he wanted speaking with me, then he'll just gave to catch up; which he did in a matter of minutes.
"Hey, so what are you up to now?" George asked, strolling beside me.
Without turning my head to look at him, I answered. "Nothing... I just want to have a view of the garden" My eyes staring straight ahead. I was fast approaching the enterance to the garden.
"Cool!" George sounded ecstatic. "You don't mind I keep you company?" He asked with a wide grin.
I wanted screaming to his face. 'No George, let me be... I need to be alone' but instead, I found myself agreeing to him. "I wouldn't mind if you keep me company"
When we entered the garden, we walked over and sat on the swing; my favorite spot in the garden.
The first couple of minutes was spent in silence, I said nothing to George, and he found nothing to say to me; even if he did have something to say to me-- he knew quite well that I was in any mood to talk. So we sat, just staring at the workers who were busy with their garden scissors; clipping off overly grown branches.
I had just one thought filling my head right now-- and that was Andrew! What were they discussing and why was Rebecca's attitude so different today? I was still trying to process these thoughts when George's voice broke out. "So, ever been in love?" He asked in a low voice.
I turned my head sideways to face him immediately. To be honest, I wondered that of all the questions in the world to ask, it had to be about love-- in a time I was feeling emotional. And why does he want to know if I've ever been in love?
"I barely have time to fall in love" I answered and, before he could even utter a word, I immediately returned the question. "How about you, ever been in love?"
George sagged his head from left to right, the suspended swing chair rocking gently forward and back from his body movement. "I would say a couple of times..." He started with a cheeky smile.
"A couple of times?!..." I retorted almost instantly with a look of shock. "That's not love... You were simply playing around" I added somewhat bluntly.

"So you saying am a pl***oy?" George cocked his head back to give me a look; one that expressed his surprise.
"Trust me, you have to be" I laughed, returning my gaze back at the busy workers.
"Maybe a little" George admitted with a chuckle before sighing. "Or maybe I haven't found that special girl, like the way my brother has"
"I guess" My voice faltered as this words came out my lips. My eyes flickered with emotion as my gaze leveled at my feet. I don't know if it was because George mentioned Andrew's name, or that his response reminded me about his brother's coming wedding. But I just felt a sudden wave of emotion that immediately ki*led the smile on my face, then silence followed...
"You love him" George's low voice filtered into my ears.
'What is he talking about?' I questioned in my mind as I raised my head to give him a confused stare before asking. "I don't understand, Love who?"
"My brother" George revealed, his look serious without a smile on his face.
My palms grew sweaty holding onto the chain that suspended the swing seat. His revelation left me somewhat speechless I could hardly utter a word for a couple of seconds. How could he have known that I have feelings for his brother? I wondered, feeling a bit troubled. And what if he decides to break it to Andrew, or worse, my cousin?!
"Am not in love with him" I lied, but my voice still held the feelings I had for Andrew.
A soft smile broke out George's lip. "There's no point hiding it Stephanie, it's written all over you" he said softly to me and, inhaling deeply, he removed his eyes from mine and stared into the distance at the workers before continuing. "I noticed the chemistry between you two the minute I walked into the dining room, it's why I first mistook you for the bride"
I blinked hard as my lips parted from my nervous breaths. If George could tell that I was in love with Andrew, how much more his parents or even Mr Richard?
"I've just gotten used to his company as a friend since I assist him a lot, that's all" I said, trying to convince him that I had no feelings whatsoever for his brother.
George scoffed lightly. Somehow, he didn't believe any word I'd just said. And almost cunningly, he turned his head to face me before saying. "If you say you have no feelings for my brother, then go out with me?"

"Okay, yes-- I will" I blurted with an agreeing nod. And If going out with him was going to keep me on a neutral ground, then so be it.
George gave me a look as though my words were a lie. "You're not just saying this so I'll let you be, are you?" He sounded suspicious.
"No!..." My response was sudden and sharp. "I meant it, I'll go out with you." I reassured.
My response seemed to have broken a satisfied grin on George's face.
"So, when will you like us to go out, pick a day?" He grinned even more.
Since Andrew was with Rebecca and I had nothing more planned today, I said to him. "Now will be fine" sounding desperate.
The look on George's face was that of shock. He was still finding it very hard to process my response. Even I was a little shocked at myself for giving in-- And was I acting out of jealousy for cousin being with Andrew or was I just being sincere?
"I'll go get the car around" George cleared his throat in excitement and raised himself to stand.
I followed after him and stood up, slowly turning around with my eyes trailing after him as he jogged out of the garden to get his car. Then I drew in a deep breath and exhaled.
Going out with George wasn't what I wanted, but it's what I need to do to change the perception he has about me of his brother.
And just when I was about taking a step to leave the garden, I heard Mr Richard's sudden voice calling out to me.
"Stephanie"
I paused my steps and turned to my side. "Mr Richard" I wore a flickering smile as he stopped few paces in front of me.
"I wanted asking if you'd be joining us in planning the wedding?" Mr Richard asked, his voice a little breathless from his fast walking.
"Sorry to ask, Mr Richard..." I began politely with a nervous chuckle before asking. "When is the actual date of the wedding?" Looking him squarely in the eye.
"It's actually five days from today" Mr Richard answered curtly.

"Five days from now?!" I gasped to his face before I even had time to think or hold myself.
But Mr Richard who thought I was only exclaiming in concern for the wedding going well, went on to say. "I know right?.. I almost screamed too when I realized we barely have few days to plan the wedding. That is why we need more hands and persons in the planning so we get things done quickly."
'Few days... wedding... Quickly..' these were the only words I heard fully of Mr Richard's response as my mind was so boggled with disturbing thoughts-- I had only few day before I loose the love of my life for good!
"Stephanie, so can we go now?" Mr Richard's voice snapped me back to consciousness.
"Now!?" I retorted, still trying to wrap my head around what he'd just said.
"Yes, now... Will you join us inside so we make plans." He repeated in a voice that hinted his anxiousness.
I shook my head at him. "Not now Mr Richard, I am about heading out with Andrews brother... That will be when I return sir."
"I hope you don't take too long?" He inquired desperately.
I nodded at him and, my lips parted. But instead of saying something, I screamed out. "Ooww!" Suddenly beating the back of my shoulder with my left hand. An insect had just stung at my back; the pain was sharp but I don't know what it was.
"Are you okay?" Mr Richard inquired immediately and came forward. With his hand on my shoulder, he spun me around to see if I had any insect on my back.
"I felt something sting me" I informed him in clenched teeth, still trying to rub at my back with him behind. "Is there any swelling sir?" I asked. But Mr Richard was silent.
I wondered what was rendering him speechless. Or was he playing up s*xual scenes of me in his head by just staring at the skin of my bare shoulder? I mean, what will make him so quiet all of a sudden?
Annoyed at the thought, I moved away from his hands. "I was asking if there's a swelling sir?" I repeated, turning sharply around to look at Mr Richard who seemed completely lost in thought; or should I say, 'lust' in thought.
"No.. no swelling" He managed to say, clearing his throat as he leveled his gaze on mine.
I studied his face and body language. 'He must've been making up naughty thoughts about me in his head' I hissed in my mind. The thought of even having anything to do with a man his age disgusted me.

I wanted to be out of his sight before I give him the pleasure of creating more fantasies in his head, because clearly, he still seemed lost.
"I should get going Mr Richard" I said, not minding if he paid attention. And when I was about turning to leave, his voice broke out to halt my steps.
"How did you get that cut?" He inquired, his voice somewhat croaky and breathless.
I was wrong then, he wasn't thinking anything naughty of me. It was surely the cut on my shoulder that caught his attention-- but why?
"What cut sir?" I faced him fully, giving him a searching stare. He seemed very uneasy and disturbed.
"The one on your left shoulder" He revealed, his voice shallow.
"Oh that?.." I smiled, trying to relief the worrisome look on his face. "It nothing. My mom said it's a wound I got after child birth... So, it's sort of my birthmark" I revealed, still holding the smile on my face.
Mr Richard's eyes bore into mine, with his eyebrows narrowing. "Your mom..." these words filtered out of his lips almost in a whisper. I didn't know if to give him a response or just remain quiet. Even the smile on my face faded now. There was something about this moment, something very strange and...
'Honk! ... Honk!.. Honk!' the sudden horning of George's car broke the silence between me and Mr Richard.
I blinked hard, clearing my throat and began taking slow steps back. "Sir, I should get going so I can be back on time to join in the planning" with a forced smile on my face. And without waiting to hear his response, I turned around to walk away.
I could somehow feel his eyes trailing after me as I left the garden...[To Be Continued]

I'M SO IN LOVE WITH MY COUSIN'S FIANCEE [Episode 21][Continued]...Our blissful moment was soon shortlived when we heard ...
08/01/2025

I'M SO IN LOVE WITH MY COUSIN'S FIANCEE [Episode 21]

[Continued]...Our blissful moment was soon shortlived when we heard a knock on his door-- so sudden, we immediately pulled away to end our kiss.
The knock resounded.
"Are you awake Mr Andrew?"
The voice behind the door was a familiar one. And I knew who it was-- Mr Richard.
Andrew cleared his throat to answer as I raised myself to stand fully. "Yes I am Mr Richard. Anything the matter?" He answered curtly.
"I don't know if you can spare a couple minute so we discuss?" Mr Richard's voice filtered through the doorframe, sounding audibly inside the room.
"Uhm..." Andrew slurred to himself, taking a clueless glance at me. But I was in no position to suggest whether or not to grant Mr Richard an audience. And besides, what could he have to say that is so important he had to request tonight?
I shrugged my shoulder at Andrew to respond. So he voiced out and asked. "Is the matter that urgent Mr Richard?"
Then Mr Richard's voice broke out formally behind the door. "It concerns your brother. He'll be flying in tomorrow from the state to plan your wedding. So I'll like to know what plans you have for tomorrow."
Andrew eyes flickered at the news. And in a somewhat serious tone, he stuttered almost unexcited. "Can you... Can we talk about this tomorrow morning Mr Richard. I'm a bit tired right now." His right hand rubbing slowly at the side of his head.
I stood, studying his expression. The news seemed to have killed his mood-- even I as well. The fact that their wedding was fast approaching seemed to have a depressing effect on the both of us.
After Mr Richard answered Andrew, what followed was the receding sounds of his footsteps as it faded away from the doorpost till he was completely gone.
"You never told me you had a sibling?" I asked, looking at Andrew who heaved a deep sigh to say. "My younger brother. Just him-- no sisters" before falling back to lay his head on the bed.
I walked forward and sat next to his body on the bed before turning halfway to my side to gaze down on him. "You don't seem excited by the news of your brother's return, why?" My voice low in concern.

"It's all happening so soon Stephanie" He muttered, turning his head on the bed to match my gaze.
"What, the wedding?" I took a guess, feeling pity for him.
"Everything" was Andrew's only quiet response.
I fell back to also lay my head on the bed, our shoulders touching lightly. With my eyes to the ceiling and my hands rested on my tummy, I voiced out to say in a somewhat sober tone. "You just need to see everything through"
But Andrew's voice broke out almost immediately in worry. "Even if it isn't what I want?"
I felt his gaze rest on the side of my face. So I turned my head to the side and, our eyes met. "It's no longer about what we want, but what must be, Andrew-- and that is you marrying my cousin." My eyes flickered with emotion as I spoke.
Andrew searched my eyes and very deeply, he whispered to my face. "There's got to be a way for me to change things-- I don't want to loose you to another Stephanie"
'neither do I Andrew, not even to my cousin' I heard my heart chorusing, but I couldn't say it to his face. Instead, I raised my upper body halfway up the bed; leaning all my weight on my right elbow as I looked over his face to say. "You have a big day tomorrow. I should let you get some rest." Then I leaned forward to give him a tender kiss on the lip before getting off his bed; leaving Andrew who was so boggled in his own thoughts he hardly called back to me as I left his room for mine.

**** The Following Day ****

At about 8:00 AM the following morning, I was seated next to Andrew on the table in their adorned dinning room. His dad and mom sat at the opposite end of the huge table, directly facing us while Mr Richard sat at the far end to Andrews' right.
When Andrew first called me from my room to come join him at the dinning for breakfast, I refused; but after his several persuasions-- Well, here I am, awkwardly seated next to him as though I was his wife to be.
"Thank you" I smiled courteously at a maid who'd just leveled a plate of sardined toast bread and creamed tea. This was the very first time I had someone serve me breakfast. I picked up the toast bread and took a bite of it, drawing deep breath as I savoured it's yummy taste in my mouth; my eyelids flickering from its sweetness.

"I hope you like it" Andrew's mouth was a little close to my right ear as he whispered; so quietly no one else on the table could hear, except me.
"Mm-hmm" I hummed in response with a faint nod before reaching for my tea. And after I took a sip of it; merely seconds from placing the mug cup down on the table, his mom's voice broke out.
"So Stephanie... My son says you're an excellent cook?" She smiled at me, lowering the bread on her plate to dust its crumbs off her fingers.
"It's was only a simple meal Ma" I giggled shyly at her before turning my head to give Andrew a 'So-not fair' face. Why would he go bragging about my cooking to his mom? But Andrew only grinned at me before saying to his mom. "Only a simple meal she says mom. But it's actually the second time she's blown my mind with her cooking"
"Andrew..." I nearly burst out laughing.
Somehow, he enjoyed swelling my head, but it only made me more shy in the presence of his parents. I have never been in a situation where I was the center of attention; so you can understand how embarrassed it made me feel.
"But it's the truth..." Andrew chuckled heartily at me before taking a sip of his tea.
"It even had some maids talking" His mom grinned at my direction before picking up her bread to take another bite off it.
"Honey what do you say she tutors the maids in kitchen?" Andrew's dad said to his wife with his mouthful before chuckling. "It's been long we had a proper meal around here"
Andrew immediately snapped his fingers at his father's suggestion and said. "I couldn't agree more dad"
"No, noo..." I blushed with a shy chuckle, lowering my right hand underneath the dining table to give Andrew a light pinch to his left thigh which he winced with a sudden giggle before taking his left hand under the table to hold onto my hand without anyone noticing-- or did someone notice?
"Except she's too fightened to give out instructions to the older cooks" Mr Richard laughed at his own end of the table.
We all laughed at what he said. And to everyone, it was just a mere tease, but to me, it was more like he was saying my mind.
I mean, how was I to go around, bossing people who were old enough to be my mom?
After our laughing subsided, Andrew's dad cleared his throat to say to Mr Richard. "How long before my son arrives?"

"He took an early morning flight..." Mr Richard revealed, lowering his cup of tea after taking a sip before continuing. "He's supposed to be here any..."
He was near to finishing when we heard what sounded like the rolling tires of a traveling box; screeching on the tiled floor towards the dining with rapid footsteps that grew loud with every stride.
"Here's my favorite people!" A male in his middle 20's stopped at the enterance to the dining with his arms spread out; wearing a wide grin with his gaze to our direction. His handsomeness was young, and not as mature as Andrew's. And judging from his height, I would say he was a couple inches taller than Andrew.
'That has got to be his brother' I said in my head, looking at the young man who greeted Mr Richard before walking over to hug his dad and peck his mom on the cheek.
"And my big brother who never calls...Super excited to see you" He laughed, teasing as he went around Andrew's chair to hug him from behind.
"Jeez.. that doesn't mean you should strangle me" Andrew chortled, patting his brother's arm at his neck in a strained voice.
"Oh my, sorry!..." His brother exclaimed in amusement before unwrapping his arms around Andrew's neck. "Now I wouldn't want to strangle the groom before his wedding day" he joked in sarcasm, walking up to pull the chair to my side.
"Ha ha... Very funny" Andrew gave out a comical laugh before taking hold of his tea cup.
Once Andrew's brother leveled himself to sit, he grinned at me to say "And you must be the beautiful bride to be?... My name is George and you're are?" Extending his hand at me for a handshake.
I wasn't sure what to say first-- reveal to him that I wasn't the bride or give him my name?
"Stephanie... My name is Stephanie." My smile was simple and courteous as I took his hand, but immediately added. "And oh, I'm not his bride to be."
"I see" George's eyebrows raised in surprise before I pulled my hand from his. Then he faced his parents and asked. "What are we having, God am starving" drumming his palms over the table like a child.
He was the lousy type. And judging by his carefree nature-- I would say he was the pampered child of the family.
Mr Richard alerted a maid who attended to George with a plate of toast bread and a cup of creamed tea.

****

After breakfast, I and Andrew went out to take some fresh air.
"Is your brother always that carefree?" I asked, wheeling Andrew on the chair with the ray of the morning sun bathing our skin.
"And annoying too" sighed Andrew in a mocking tone.
"Seriously Andrew" I laughed at his perception towards his younger brother. Then I said quite softly. "I think he's sweet..."
"Ooh" Andrew expressed in shock before teasing. "I see you're falling for his charms"
My head rocked backwards as I burst out laughing. "Do I sense jealousy in your voice?" I teased back, taking slow steady steps as I pushed him around their vast compound.
"Pfff, you know I can't be jealous" huffed Andrew with a bragging shrug.
Instantly, I paused pushing him and stood still to say. "I see... Then I guess I will gladly accept him when he asks me out cus, he looks pretty single to me... And last I checked, I am single too" a mischievous smirk breaking out my lips as I threatened, even though I was only joking.
"Yeah, you should accept him with open arms" Andrew sounded unwavered by my playful threat. And just after he said so, our eyes immediately caught sight of George, jogging down at the distance towards our direction.
I felt naughty and wanted pricking at Andrew's feelings. So I bent over and leaned my mouth close to the side of his face. "Look there, he's coming to meet us. Maybe I might just steal this chance to flirt with him." whispering these words into his ear before standing straight.
"You know I hate you right?.." Andrew laughed.
"And I love you too" I giggled, my hands firmly on the handle of his wheelchair as we waited for George who panted to a stop in front of us.
"What were you two laughing about?" breathed George heavily with his hands on his waist.
"Nothing that concerns you little brother" Andrew pegged at his feeling.

"Seriously man..." George gave him a look with his head sagged to the side in displeasure. "Are you going to keep calling me 'Little' brother after all these year?...even in the presence of this fine lady?" He added, before wiggling his eyes at me in tease.
I found his mannerism to be very funny I giggled afterwards-- Not that I was falling or anything; Just that I found him to be amusing.
"Well, you'll always be my little brother" Andrew was stubborn to humiliate his brother even more.
George only shook his head at him with a roll of his eyes before saying to me rather nervously. "So, Cynthia..."
"Stephanie.." I corrected immediately with a polite smile so he wouldn't feel humiliated.
George tapped on his forehead in recollection.
"Sorry, Stephanie..." He corrected with a smile and went on to ask. "Will you by any chance be less busy later in the day so we could go out? I've been long away I don't think I might know my way around town anymore"
I sucked my teeth, with my shoulders raised, pondering on what to say.
"Buddy, can't you go on the outing with Mr Richard instead?" Andrew answered instead.
"Man, did I tell you I was gay?" George retorted in wry sarcasm. I pressed my lips to hold myself from laughing at his sudden response. "Atleast, let the lady speak for herself" he added, looking me squarely as he waited patiently to hear my response.
"Uhm.." I cleared my throat, unsure what to say now. "Maybe not today" I finally said.
"Tomorrow I guess?" George grinned hopefully.
I shrugged my shoulder at him. "I can't say for sure" with an apologetic grin on my face.
Somehow, he sensed I was purposefully declining his offer, so he didn't bother prolonging the subject before suddenly, his voice broke out--
"And who is that?" George asked, his whole attention glued at the distance.
I and Andrew followed his gaze and turned our heads to the direction he was staring at.
"My fiancee" Andrew answered his brother almost unconsciously, and in a lost tone.
'She's here' My heart sank when I caught sight of Rebecca, walking rather magestic towards us. Today, her dress sense superceded any outfit she's ever worn before. With her makeup on, the off shoulder top she wore on the short mini skirt that did little to hide her smooth thighs-- I would say she dressed, if not to impress, but to seduce! And how was I sure Andrew wasn't already falling for her looks?...[To Be Continued]

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