I remember when I got a hostel and it was two in a room. The man in charge of the place told me my roommate had already come and made payment. He said the guy would be joining me soon. I moved in with my things. Some days later, I was in my room when I saw a Range Rover pulled up outside. The hostel manager came to call me, saying my roommate had arrived. Chale, when I stepped out, I found out that my roomie be some serious Dada Bee paaa. His parents came to drop him off. The hostel manager introduced me to them as their son's roommate, and they were very happy. I helped them offload the things from their car to our room. E no be small milk den milo. Boxes of biscuits and many things. I was happy in my head. Abraham Nyame ɛɛbɛ yi me afri ɔkɔm mu. The guy's dad called me aside and dashed me 1000 cedis, telling me, ''Be a good friend to my son. Be like a brother to him.'' When they were about to leave, the guy's mom signalled me to come over. I went to her with the speed of light, thinking maybe she wanted to add something small to the 1000 cedis. But to my surprise, the woman gently placed an anointing oil in my hand. She saw the confused look on my face and went like, ''Oh you will need this to protect yourself'' I was still not getting it so she drew closer to me and whispered ''me ba no, ɔwɔ mental problem kakra. Ɛwɔ hɔ aa na ɛkɔ, ɛwɔ hɔ aa na aba. Sɛ ɛba a fa anointing oil no pete pete ne so ɔbɛ ba fɔm kakra na wo de ntoma akyekyere no abɔ mpa no mu.'' I asked, ''maa, adɛn ɛyɛ serious saa anaa?'' The woman went like, ''Ɛnyɛ asɛm ketewa oo. Ɛba mu wɔ fie aa ɔtumi bo ne papa ma ne papa kɔ coma nyinaa. Na ɔwɔ JSS no, ɔde sekan kɔ wɔɔ ne home econs madam. W'ahu mark no a ɛda me moma so no, ɔno na ɔde toa hwee me moma so saa no ooo.'' While we were talking their son came to me and stretched out his hand for a handshake. He was like, ''roomie roomie'' Me: