GREY.
reluctantly standing up, i grabbed myself a hoodie that i found on the sofa, and went straight downstairs to meet the boys.
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as soon as i entered the shop, I bumped into a boy, who's now on the floor rubbing his temple.
"oh shit, sorry!" he said standing up looking at me with panicked eyes.
and that is when i realized that he spilled his coffee all over me.
what a good day to start.
"oh no, it's fine," i responded while cleaning myself up with a handkerchief that he handed me.
"hala sorry po talaga," he said with worried eyes.
"ian, and tanga mo naman" i heard him murmur to himself, which made me laugh.
cute.
"it's really fine! no need to worry HAHA, i'll just go to the powder room," i said and went straight to the powder room to clean myself up.
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seeing my reflection in the mirror made me laugh at myself. but then it stopped when i've realized that the hoodie i was wearing is not mine—it's kj's hoodie.
oh no, i'm screwed.
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shrugging those thoughts off, hinubad ko nalang ang hoodie na suot-suot ko that left me wearing my undershirt.
as soon as i'm settled, i went out of the powder room, only to see the boy who bumped into me earlier.
"hi po, m-magka'no po 'yung hoodie mo? willing po ako magbayad or anything you'd want me to do para makabawi"
"why? bibilhin mo?" i sarcastically asked which left him in shock.
"just kidding, just give me your contact number," i said handling my phone.
"contact number ko po?"
"yes. contact number mo, i'll text you the details of my bank account or so"
"a-ah, okay po"
"here you go," he said handing me back my phone with his contact number in it.
"sorry po talaga ulit. feel free to contact me so that i can pay you back" he said with an apologetic smile and left.
