Rat Poor
Naglaro sa aking isipan ang imbitasyon ni Ishmael. If it was just a normal invitation, where he just wanted to hangout with me and spend some time together, I would say yes to him in a heartbeat. But since I felt like he had another motive for asking me to be his date, that didn’t sit well with me.
Alam kong may tinatago siya sa akin kaya hindi ko magawang makapagdesisyon. Mas gusto kong sabihin niya sa akin kung ano ang iniisip niya. That way, I didn't have to guess and weigh my options blindly.
“Miss Aryah Santa.”
My thoughts were cut short when the admin called my name. Mabilis akong tumayo at lumapit sa counter.
“Pakipirmahan na lang ‘to tapos ito ‘yong I.D. mo.” Inilabas niya ang papel at ang I.D. mula sa butas sa ilalim ng window counter.
Walang salita kong pinirmahan
