I called the bartender and ordered once again and again until I drank five glasses of whisky.
The strong taste of the alcohol drew harshness in my throat. Mas lalong lang umikot ang aking paningin sa nainom at hindi na makapag-isip nang maayos.
"Hey, that's enough." Jude tried to steal the glass from my hand but I slapped his hand and glared at him.
"This is... mine," halos hindi ko matuloy na wika at tinungga ang laman.
I raised my hand and was about to call the bartender again but Jude stopped me from doing so.
He grabbed both of my arms and placed his hands on my shoulders. Pinilit niya akong humarap sa kan'ya, at dahil wala na akong halos lakas dahil sa kalasingan, mabilis niya akong naiharap na para bang isang lantang gulay.
"Bakit mo ba ako pina-pakialaman? Go and mind your ow
