Mateo Soliverez
I SIPPED FROM my pure black coffee, the bitterness of the caffeine run through my throat as I watched Marlon speaking in front of me. Sa kabila ng maraming nagkalat na papel, nakabukas na laptop, at magulong lamesa ay talagang hindi naging balakid iyun para patuloy siyang magsalita.
He is aware of how busy I am. But still, try to tell a story about the woman he met on the video call.
“I don’t know her, pare. I searched her name to make sure Jericho was telling the truth! Guess what I found?” I removed my eyeglasses and looked at him. Trying to arouse my enthusiasm to hear his story.
“What?” tamad kong tanong.
He licked his lower lip and smirked playfully. Nakikita ko ang inggit sa mga mata niya. This spoiled brat! Wala akong magawa kundi ay pilitin na kaibiganin it
