There was nothing more to do after we ate breakfast. I called Anya's number to fetch the used utensils and I instructed her to bring me my novels. The people that had transferred my things forgot my novels in my own room. Good thing was that Anya knew well how to open my room. Well, I gave her the spare key I had kept inside my backpack.
"Marami ka nito pero hindi mo ginagamit," I heard Japen commented.
I stopped from checking the drawers at the bottom of the bedside table, and turned around to face Japen. He was standing in front of the mirror and I bet that he was staring at my make-ups laying on the flat surface at the bottom of the mirror.
I shrugged my shoulders. "I'm not fond of those things anyway," I said and continued checking on the drawers.
I was just checking what's in
