Trouble

"Oh shit, God, I think we're in trouble." He smilingly said.

Accidental lover

What'd you do with all my common sense?

You came in undercover

When I didn't even want a friend

I'm tired of livin' like I'm dyin'

But now I can't find the silver linin' like before

Yeah, like before, and you've got a funny sense of timin'

Showed up on the night that I stopped tryin' for somethin' more

For somethin' more

"Hey Calbe, Honey. Come here for a sec!"

"Hmm?" Sagot ko kay tita matapos kong bumaba ng sala.

"This here, is Easth." I boredly looked at him. "Your tito Ton's nephew." Dagdag ni tita Leese.

"Oookay." I simply said then straight back at my room. Not bothering to say hi.

I hate meeting people. They tire me. Palagi silang maraming tanong, na minsan wala nang sense. And just like this person leaning at my door. And also, to add, they fucking love to invade other people's haven just because some older adult told them so.

"Need?" Bored kong tanong.

"Your tita asked if you want pasta for dinner." He asked then sat at my bean couch.

Totally annoying.

"Anything will do." I answered back and faced my computer.

"How old are you?" I stopped typing and sigh. "I'm 27." He said without me asking back.

"Can you please stop bothering me? I'm doing something important here, sana nakikita mo no?" sarcastic kong sabi.

"Gusto ko lang malaman age mo, sungit." He murmured but letting me hear it.

I just ignored him.

And I'm like, "Oh, sweet God, I think I'm in trouble"