Could This Day Get Any Worse?

He was the last person I expect to see in my life, as I thought I'd never cross paths with him again, but he was there in Josephine's house and I almost asked him what he was doing there, but again I thought maybe it could be his house or something.

And as I kept thinking of his sudden appearance, he hurried towards me and grabbed me by the shirt, and asked again, "What are you doing here?"

"You think you can escape me right?" he continued.

I forcefully removed his hand from my shirt and said "What is it with you grabbing my shirt? The next time you try it, I'll make sure to punch you in the face."

"Shittu, come and bundle this idiot out of here," he yelled.

"What's going on here?" asked Josephine. She was already close, she must have heard the noise. "Uncle, good evening." She greeted him.

"Your uncle?" With shock on my face, I asked.

Shittu was already in the house by then, he grabbed me by the shirt and tried to drag me out and I struggled with him.