“We have a quiz on Monday,” sabi ni Andrè habang nakatayo sa doorway na parang walking reminder ng academic doom namin.
“I know. Nag-aral na ako,” sagot ko, trying to sound confident kahit ang totoo, two digests pa lang ang natatapos ko at puro highlights pa lang ‘yun.
“Finished digesting?” he asked with matching judgy kuya tone.
“Almost done,” I replied habang tumalikod. “Zip me up?”
Walang hesitation, si Andrè agad na lumapit and zipped up the back of the black dress I was wearing. This was it. The night. Pablo finally asked me out! Ilang beses na kaming nagkita sa bar niya, pero laging “tara, shot” ang peg. Tonight? Dinner! Real dinner! Like, may utensils involved and hindi lang fries on the side habang may EDM sa background.
I was nervous. Like legit butterflies, stomach-flipping,
