Bae, but Gay.

III. Cupcake Wars.

Ambilis ng pangyayari, wawsi.
It's just the- um- like, second day of school and may sakit na agad si Alyn.

Oh, did I forget to tell you that? Well, guess what, he is masakitin.

So, since napaka-bait kong kaibigan, I, of course, went to his apartment. And, wanted to take care of him- her, Alyn.

Pero syempre, kasama na din sa reasonings ang hindi pagpasok sa school. Don't be like that. Haha.

So, all the food stuff that I was trying to cook, slash bring with me for Alyn to eat-- was a complete disaster. Literal.

Ngayon ko lang din narealize na I'm in college- wait, not just college. Yale University! Tapos, di ako marunong magluto!? Or, magsaing lang man ng bigas. Omg, paano ako napunta dito.

Siyempre, may back up plan ako, ako pa. I called the only person who almost likely must join the cupcake wars or something. Let's just say it's Carter.

[Calling Carter..]

[Contacting..]

[Hello? Babe? Ano meron?]

"Carter! Salamat naman, omg. So um, kailangan ko kasi ng tulong. Hear me out. I want to take care of Alyn. He has a fever today and is currently in dead mode in his apartment sa sobrang pagod--"

[Get to your point, Eya.]

"Okay, okay. I need your help dahil I was trying to make food, trying to create food, trying to make edible stuff. And, It just keeps messing up, my kitchen's a freaking disaster- "

[Chill out, babe. I'm coming right now.]

"Thanks, Car-"

[I also know the other reason why you wanna help our buddy, Eya.]

"Yes, oo na. Kilala mo naman ako eh. Pero in my defense, Gusto ko din naman alagaan si Alyn Bak-"

[Conversation ended.]

"Aba-"

Okay, After ng debate namin ni Carter, atleast he's gonna help me cook such magical stuff diba?

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After 21567999 years, dumating nadin ang taga-cupcake wars ko. 💋

"Eya ko."

"Depungal ko."

"K. Let's get cooking na, aba. Magbago pa isip ko."

Nagtatampo 'to.

"Sorry na, babe. Wag ka nang magtampo. Okay?" Ngitian ko siya.

Haha, buti nalang talaga malakas charisma ko dito. Hart hart.

Btw, nagluto kami ng cupcakes. Bale, there's two types. The yummy ones, by Carter. And, the sunog ones, by me.

Tinuruan naman nya kong magsaing, again. And, kung paano magluto ng itlog na hindi nasusunog or dumidikit sa pan, or mababasag yung yolk. Tapos yung pancakes ko naman lagi namang hindi shoot dun sa pan kapag fini-flip ko na-

Ugh, first world problems.

"Hays, ang hirap naman nito eh!"

"Don't give up, okay babes?"

"Ugh, wala bang shortcut dito?"

"Um, instant noodles?"

"Pakyu ka, Carter. Haha."

"Gusto lang kitang patawanin, parang mahihimatay ka na sa hirap eh."

"Oo na."

"So when you flip the pancake, don't be so rough."

Tapos hinawakan nya pa yung waist and arms ko na parang ba dinedemo nya pa. Omg, holy puta ba.

"H-Hoy Carter, saan ka na humahawak?"

"Aba, girlfriend naman kita ah?" Hinalikan nya yung leeg ko. And, diyos ko. Ramdam ko yung hinga nya sa leeg ko.

"C-Carter!"

Omg. Accident lang naman-

Pero kasi may ginawa ako sa sobrang kaba.

"Ya... Eya!"

He slapped me with my sunog cupcakes din. Oh no.

"Accident lang ba! Ganti much?" Wala eh, sinampal ko din siya ng cupcake.

5 cupcakes left, 3 wasted. 💔

"Eya, kung di lang kita mahal-"

"Noooooo!"

Somehow dadalawa nalang ang natira, at puro frosting buhokslashface namin.

Sama mo na din sprinkles.