One always remembers their firsts.
The first crush, the first kiss and the first-time sex.
What about the first heartbreak?
When all the firsts are centred around one person is it easy to erase them from the memories?
That's why it hurts so much to...
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"I feel the fingerprints
That you left on my heart
You played a game of love
And then you said we had to part
You left me all alone
And as the teardrops start
I feel the fingerprints
Of sorrow on my heart"
Fingerprints by Patsy Cline
~ Present ~
"Help, I lost myself again
But I remember you
Don't come back, it won't end well
But I wish you'd tell me to
Our love is six feet under
I can't help but wonder
If our grave was watered by the rain
Would roses bloom?
Could roses bloom
Again?" (Six Feet Under by Billie Eilish)
"Whose brilliant idea was it to do the rest of the shooting in Phuket?" Tong grumbled, trying to adjust the seat to fit his long frame.
"Er... it was you who suggested it to Wanda, remember?"
Build said peering at Tong over Apo who sat between them.
Tong sighed dramatically.
"It's only a two-and-a-half-hour flight, guys." Apo shook his head, trying to untangle his headphone wire.
"Two and a half hours of torture in economy class." Tong wined again. "We could have booked the business class." He added as an afterthought.
"You're telling this now?" Build glared at Tong.
"Your precious booty call said that we don't have enough funds for business class tickets," Tong grumbled again.
"Bible is our accounts assistant." Build folded his hands over his narrow chest with his mouth set.
"I think Bible is right, guys." Apo mediated. He couldn't take any more bickering. He shouldn't have sat in the middle of these two. "It was us who asked him to budget our travelling expenses, remember?" He placed his earbuds on his lap and turned to Tong. "The shoot will go perfectly. I was checking with the hotel and found out that they have some phenomenal setbacks, ideal for a fashion shooting." He smiled.
Tong regarded him for a beat or two.
"I'm glad you're feeling alright, Po." He tapped Apo's forearm with his fingers. "You got me a little worried that day."
