THE CRACKS. Episode 2.

Scene Two. 

The stage opens in a lady's themed room with pink walls and white tiles. Three frames are hanging on different sides of the wall. Tuni's corner has designer bags and shoes with flows of bright colours. Ifeanyi had pinks and shades of pink on her corner. Daisy had little but organized luggage with books and few clothes. 

(Tuni rushed in panicking.)

Tuni: Ye, ye, help me o. They've robbed me. They took my money o. 

Daisy: Tuni is that you?

Ifeanyi: Mumu, no be her, na her shadow.

(Ifeanyi faces Tuni and hugs her tightly.)

Ifeanyi: Baby girl, chill. What happened exactly?

Daisy: Should I bring you water? You look dehydrated o.

Ifeanyi: Shut up, goat! They robbed her you are offering her water. 

Daisy: I just thought to help. 

Tuni: Please o, eyuuu. I am doomed. Ha! My money o!

Ifeanyi: Don't cry baby. You will be fine. You have us here. We will take good care of you na. 

Daisy: Ha, Ifeanyi, I thought you said you were broke. How are we now taking care of Tuni o. 

Ifeanyi: You know you always speak stupidly. (Ifeanyi speaks angrily to Daisy.) 

Tuni: Ha, wait! You are broke?? (Tuni wipes her face and faces Ifeanyi in surprise.)

Daisy: You know you haven't been around since last week. See, Tuni, we are as broke as anything. We've been trying to contact you to ask if we can see one of those your colour colour bags so we can eat, at least. 

Tuni: Ye! My gucci! My Dior! No try am o!

Ifeanyi: Is like you are sick abi? Ehn, Tuni? Are you mad or what? We are here trying to find a way to survive you are saying you can't sell your bags. But you can sell your Body! Rubbish!

 Daisy: All of you should just calm down. Tuni, Please let's sell like three of these bags. I am hungry. I have been reading like mad man since. We ate garri yesterday and I am really fed up. 

Ifeanyi: Baby girl, just let's sell the ones you've not used in a while. Your instagram followers won't know. Please na. 

Tuni: So you can beg me. Shior. Is that Chief's watch that I stole that pain me pass. The thing na put gold o. 

Ifeanyi: Ha, I know say you be dullard from the day I don meet you. You no fit hide am well! Ehyyy, Gold Tuni!

Daisy: Blood of Jesus, so you now steal! Wait do you also have a gun or how do you steal?

(Ifeanyi laughs and moves to her bed.)

Tuni: You have had an accident that affected your brain before but your parent refused to take you to a psychiatrist. Better wise up, olodo. 

Daisy: I reject it. The bible says in Psalm (Ifeanyi interrupts her.)

Ifeanyi: And this idiot will eat the food we buy from the money Tuni got from prostitution to buy bag. You will have a special guest lounge in hell. 

Daisy: God is a provider, you people don't understand and I can't blame you. 

(They continue to argue and later agreed to sell some of their clothes and bags.)

BLACK OUT!

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