Chapter 3

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Kenzi's

Guess what now? One of my friends invited me to his restaurant's anniversary. I want to refuse and just go to sleep, but I can't because I'm not that heartless bastard who ignores his friend's success.

He left me a while ago to fetch someone, where did he go? It took him so long to return.

"Hey, did you wait?"

"Yes, because you said it."

"Thanks for waiting dude, I'll introduce you to someone."

"Wait, what?!"

"Yeah, and you have no choice to refuse.."

"Stell, hold on. I'm not here to meet strangers, okay?"

"Hindi na sya stranger kapag kinilala mo sya hehehehe..."

"Dude, shut up. I'm going."

"Kenzi, don't be rude."

"No, I'm going."

"Hey! Wait!"

I should've stay in the hote------

"Damn it!"

Someone bumped into me and poured his drink all over my clothes.

"I...i'm sorry, I'm drunk and careless, let me clean your clothes.."

"No, i need to go. Don't mind it."

"T...then can i buy you a drink instead?"

"I said no, okay?"

"Bu....but it made me feel bad.."

Wait, why are you doing that puppy eye thing? Are you a dog or what?

"If you feel bad----"

Someone grabbed his arm.

What the heck?

"H..hey, let go!"

"C'mon, let's have some fun!"

"No! I don't wanna!"

Do they know each other?

"Mister! Help me out here!"

"Who is that? Is he your boyfriend?"

Please don't say yes..plea-----

"Y..yes! If you don't want to get beaten let go of my hand now!"

I'm in trouble now.

"But you just called him Mister."

Ugh, not that puppy eye thing again.

"Hey, if you don't let him go imma beat your ass till you can't even think of pooping.."

"Okay, okay, hands off. Let me know when you broke up.."

Stell should tighten his securities here; someone just got harassed, damn it.

"Are you okay?"

He nodded.

"We're even now, you don't have to buy me a drink or clean my clothes, just get home safe.."

"C...can i come with you?"

-_-

"No.."

"Please?"

"I said no.."

"My friend want me to meet someone i don't know but i heard he refuse to meet me...i..i just want to go home."

Is he talking to me?

"What's your friend's name?"

"Ahh..uhm he's...--------"

*Bang*

He fell.

Oh God, why did i end up here?

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