Loud music filled my ear as we entered the bistro bar. Hindi naman nakakagulat na kahit maaga pa ay madami nang tao dito sa Bistro, dahil ito ay sikat sa Paniqui. Dinadayo pa 'to minsan ng mga galing Gerona,Moncada,Anao, Nampicuan, Ramos, at iba pa.
I noticed some men staring at me, as we walked towards my friends. He hold my waist, and pulled it more closer to him. Nag-iwas ng tingin ang mga 'to dahil sa ginawa niya.
"Possessive, Rogelio," I jokingly whispered. His jaw tightened as he roamed around his eyes, to look for my friends.
"You're showing too much skin," pagrereklamo nito na ikinatawa ko. I am wearing my usual bistro outfit; a white deep plunge neck crop top, a black leather bodycon skirt for my lower, paired with a black ankled boots.
"What do you expect me to wear, baro a
