I woke up with an intense hangover. It felt like my head was being crushed over and over. I'm never drinking that much again.
I wasn't supposed to drink, though. I just found myself taking a shot, then tuloy-tuloy na. I don't even remember what happened after that one shot.
While massaging my temple, I roamed my eyes around the room. It looked familiarly unfamiliar.
Nahiga ako ulit when realization started to hit me. Ano nga bang nangyari kagabi? Napabalikwas ako ng bangon, panicking.
I also noticed na iba na ang suot ko. These are my clothes. Nilapitan ko 'yung dresser na nasa harapan lang ng kama, I noticed something.
It was the perfume Y/N likes to use. God, it smells good. The scent suits her so much.
Unti-unti akong binalot ng kaba upon realizing that this is Y/N's room. I'm starting to regret so many things and a lot is going in my head. Mas lalo lang sumasakit ang ulo ko.
So many questions were running in my head as I slowly turned the knob to open the door. I don't know if I went here, someone brought me here, or Y/N brought me here. Basta kailangan ko munang makalabas ng kwarto niya bago niya ako mahuli dito.
Natulala na lang ako habang nagtu-toothbrush sa banyo. I'm starting to wish overthinking never existed. Gawa-gawa lang 'yun ng mga illuminati, tama.
I went to the kitchen para silipin si Y/N. She's cooking breakfast. Pabalik na sana ako sa kwarto ko nang magsalita siya.
"Gising ka na pala,"
Nagsimula na naman akong kabahan. Para akong nanigas dito at na-istatwa when I heard her talk.
Dahil ayoko namang magmukhang masungit and all, I faced her, putting all sorts of fear na parang akala mo naman eh kakainin ako ng buhay ng babaeng 'to.
"Yeah." was the only thing I was able to answer. Insert that skull emoji you have on your phone, nakakaloka ang araw na ito.
"Do you mind if you join breakfast with me?"
These were one of the few moments we ate breakfast together, and I'm telling you, this time feels different.
Stop it, Tricia. Overthinking gets you nowhere.
"Um, sure."
Hindi kami nagpapansinan habang kumakain, I don't know if she's waiting for me to explain why I drank last night, or she just doesn't want to talk to me. May nasabi kaya ako?
As if we would talk whenever we get to eat together before.
"I-I'm sorry," I apologized out of nowhere. I don't know, I just felt like saying sorry to whatever happened last night.
"Why?" I don't know why, oh dear.
"Baka kasi may nasabi akong nakakasakit or nakakaoffend kagabi. Whatever that is, kalimutan mo na lang 'yun. I didn't mean it."
I noticed that she was kind of upset with my explanation, it's like she wasn't expecting that.
"What if it's not an offending confession? Should I forget it?" she asked me.
Confession? Ay jusko. Ano na namang nilantad ko kagabi?
"What do you mean?" I pretended not to know what she meant.
Hindi pala ako nagppretend, hindi ko talaga alam.
"Masarap ba 'yung food?" she changed the topic.
Y/N, paiyak na 'ko dito kakaisip kung anong confession ang sinabi ko kagabi, tapos tatanungin mo ako kung masarap 'yung pagkain?
"O-oo. Oo naman," she smiled and continued to eat.
I awkwardly continued to eat until we both finish our breakfast. Ako na ang nagligpit ng pinagkainan namin, Y/N said she'll be washing the dishes instead.
This was the first time we had a conversation like this. Most of the time, ang nagiging pag-uusap lang namin is tanong ng isa, sagot ng isa. Nothing more, nothing less.
I wonder what I told her last night.
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