Chapter161:Supremacy: Who Will Laugh Best

Jamole was done preparing for home and getting dressed up in the dress room when he noticed a sticky brown substance perched on his body and sneakers. Now that was not all; if it was all, Jamole would have wiped it off and went his way. But the substance stunk; it had a rotten smell.  Jamole squeezed his nose at the brown substance which gummed to his body. “Rotten burger!” Jamole snapped, as he shot his inspective gaze at it before staring around for the offender that most have done this. The staffers must have dispersed by now and although he could still hear a few voices and shuffling of feet, he perceived his offender was close by. The moment he hastened to the sink close by to wash off the rotten burger, his offender  appeared at the door, laughing and clapping mockingly. He was none other than ANDRE. Jamole fumed under his breath, shot his frown at him and cursed him. “You scum, why did you paste rotten burger on my sneakers. Do you realize that this thing stinks and I stand to b