My Demise “I would be back in 10 minutes,” said Ahmed as he took the phone off his ears. He then picked up the teacup in front of him and took the last sip after having to laugh at his friend’s joke. The group then got up from their seat and Ahmed bid his friends a farewell and made his way towards his building but before walking away he turned and hugged his childhood friend, who happened to be his best friend too. “Now! There, Ahmed, I happen to support your rights, but I am not gay” mocked his friend. “Ahh! Shut up! Always remember even if I was gay, you’re never my type.” “Aww” They both laughed and Ahmed made his way towards his building’s door and saw his friends parting. He then waited for the elevator at the reception of his building while the guard smiled and told him how the eight floor’s Mr. Bohio, a rich tribe man owning both the penthouses on that floor, is creating havoc at midnights because of constant guests coming up and down the elevator due to his da