Vonn gasped for air when I punched him in his stomach without warning.
“What was that for?” Nagtataka niyang tanong.
“Remember? I told you na sisikmuraan kita pagpinakiusapan mo akong maging jowa mo.”
Pinagtaasan ko siya ng kilay.
Natatawang napaupo siya sa sofa.
“So, will you?” Mapait ang ngiting muli niyang tanong.
Tinitigan ko siya ng matagal.
I measured him up and down.
“Pwedi ka naman pagtyagaan,” nakangiwing sagot ko sa kanya.
“Wow, pasensya na ha. Hindi ako nakaabot sa standard mo.”
“I know, right? But in all fairness to you, isang dangkal na lang naman. Maybe if you don’t open your mouth and speak. Pwedi na.”
Nagkatawanan na lang kaming dalawa.
Wala kaming naging pormal na usapan. Pero parang nagkaroon kami ng silent understanding that we have become an item that night
