Keno
I was sitting beside Apollo with my head down. My boyfriend seemed to not understand the severity of the situation.
He was sitting very comfortably with his arms over the headrest of where I was sitting. God knows how many times I've smacked his hand away when he would unconsciously put it around me.
Tita was sitting quietly opposite us while his father was facing back and forth in front of us.
How I was sitting on my apartment one time in my county and sitting on a lavish living room the next was beyond me.
I didn’t even have a vivid recollection of when how I was able to hop in a car towards the airport and on a private plane bound to meet the father of my boyfriend who obviously wasn’t cheery about his son dating a boy.
The very reason why I didn’t want to meet him just yet
