The Do Over

Chapter 4

        I open my eyes, and the light glaring at my eyes. It's very quiet. I look around but I can see no one. I was lying in a bed, comfortable and warm. I sit up and then my head, ugh, it hurts like hell! This is what hangover feels like.

        The door at the bathroom slides open, it was Rob. "Where's everybody?" I mumble.

        "They went out. Mag-aATV daw sila," he answered. He grab some advil in his bag, and gave me a bottled of water.

        "Thanks! What time is it?" I asks.

        "It's already 11:30 am. Mag-lulunch na, are you hungry?"

        I cringe, "What? 11:30 na? Wait, what happened last night?" I get up and fixed myself.

        "You don't remember what happened last night?"

        "No. Why? What happened last night? Did I do something wrong? "I peek at him, I was worried if I did something wrong.

        "Well, not really. Nag-away lang naman kayo ni Bry," he said.

        "Shit!" that I remembered. "Who put me to bed last night?" I asks him again.

        "Me. You passed out last night and you throw up on me," he says.

        "Oh my god! I did? Ugh! I'm so sorry Rob!" I feel so horrible.

        "You sure you don't remember anything?" he asks.

        "Sadly, no! And ayoko na din maalala pa," I mutter.

        I went to the bathroom to take a quick shower. Afterwards, I put on my beige bikini and my beige hippie crochet dress. I looked at myself in the mirror and, ugh, my eye bags looked horrifying. I swear I'm not gonna drink again, I told myself. I put on some moisturizer on my face, a BB cream and a little bronzer, some blush on and lip balm. I comb my hair and went out of the bathroom, and I saw Rob's lying in bed reading my book.

        "Ang ganda ng story noh?" I mumble. I sit on the chair right beside the bed and put on my Emilio Pucci criss cross ankle thong sandals.

        "Yep. I thought Isla was an island," he utter.

        I laughed, "Haha me too! Pangalan pala ng siya ng tao," he laughed too. I stand up and grab my round sunnies and my brown floppy wide brim hat.

        "So are you ready?" He place the book on the side table.

        "Yeah, let's eat! I'm starving!" I smile at him. He open the door for me. What a gentleman!

        We go for a stroll and find some place to eat. We went down to Boracay Station 2 because all the delicious food are there. We spot an Italian restaurant in front of the beach path. It's called Aria Cucina Italiana. The ambience is very stylish, and I've been craving for some cheesy pizza lately.

        As I go through the menu, "What do you want to eat?" he asks.

        "Hmmm.. wait, lemme pick!" I say.

        He called the waitress, "Miss, one order of Fettina di Manzo Alla Puttanesca (Tenderloin Beef Steak), Caesar's Salad, and some Iced Tea. Ikaw Jacque?"

        "One Seafood Risotto, Quattro Formaggi Pizza (Four Different Cheeses Pizza), Aria Tris di Dolci (a medley of panna cotta, crema catalane, and tiramisu), and Iced Tea, please," I smiled.