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“Do you approve?” Farrell asked while my gaze remained on the picture he had shown me.
It's a White Saint Lauren polo paired with denim pants. Isang plaid blue longsleeve naman ang parang nakasampay sa ibabaw non, screaming an old money vibes.
This is what he wants to match with me? Wala namang problema pero hindi siguro babagay ang ganito sa akin. My body is just too soft… too feminine to be exact.
“Yeah… pero hindi ‘ata siya babagay sa akin, Farrell. My body is just…” I trailed off and looked at him.
“Too soft? Doesn't matter, I know it would still fit you perfectly.” he answered without looking at me.
I heaved a sigh and put the phone down on my lap. Tumingin ako sa harap habang kasalukuyan siyang nag da-drive. This is stressing me out more. Wala pa naman akong naiisip na susuotin lalo na't biglaan din ito.
They just announced it last night on their school page. Wala namang requirements sa dapat na suotin that made me stressed more, it says that we can wear whatever we want as long as we're comfortable wearing it.
If i were to choose, i would like us to wear formal clothes so it will lessen my problem. Mas maganda kung ang ganoon na lang para naman suit na lang ang bibilhin ko. It is more convenient. For me I think.
“But it's too masculine for me… Baka hindi bagay…” ngumuso ako, problemado.
“It didn't say that only a masculine man can wear those clothes, Rylle. Meaning, everyone can wear it, whether you're masculine or not.”
Unti-unti akong tumango, tila napagtanto na rin ang gusto niyang sabihin. I somehow felt satisfied, tama nga naman siya. Doesn't mean that I saw someone who's masculine wearing it, eh hindi ko na pwedeng suotin.
It has sizes, so I just know that it would fit me.
He maneuvered the car to the mall near our campus. Agad akong lumabas ng kotse ng makapag park siya. I even heard him call me but I straightly went in Rheyn's direction.
I bet he's already frustrated because he hadn't opened his car door for me. Ewan ko ba jan, parang big deal ang hindi ako mapag buksan ng pinto na para bang hindi ko kayang gawin ang bagay na iyon.
“May naisip ka ng susuotin?” Bungad niyang tanong sa akin ng makalapit ako.
I nodded and stood beside him, watching Farrell walk towards us.
“Meron na, Farrell was the one who suggested it.” I answered while looking at Farrell.
“Talaga? Meron ring pinakita sa akin si Fariz. Matching daw kami.” he replied that made me looked at him again.
“Really? That's what Farrell told me too! Matching outfit rin daw.” Gulat kong balita na nagpatawa sa kanya.
Umiiling iling siya sa akin na para bang alam niya na ang nangyayari. I tilted my head little as i looked him confusingly.
“Hays… Costales things…” he muttered and let out a huge sigh.
Magtatanong pa sana ako kaso nasa harapan na namin si Farrell, salubong ang kilay na para bang hindi napabigyan ng gusto niyang laruan. I stifled a smile as he stood up beside me with his grumpy silly face.
Just because of that? E wala pa nga yan sa ginawa niya kanina…
“Let's go.” Si Fariz na kakagaling lang sa kotse.
Tahimik akong pumasok sa loob ng mall. Hindi ako sumabay sa paglalakad kay Farrell, bagkus ay nakapulupot ang kamay ko sa braso ni Rheyn. Taka pa siya nung una pero ng mapansin ang mga galaw ko ay mukhang maintindihan niya rin.
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