My Greatest Enemy

CHAPTER 9

TROY'S POV

I looked at myself on the mirror, I started to grew a beard and my hair is getting long that I can tie it up..

I looked for something that can tie my hair back and found a rubber band, I tied my hair and saw a perfect disaster in the mirror.

Troy Romualdez... the perfect example of a pinatubo disaster. Damn.

I am meeting Georgia Sabel del Flor today after a week when we first met. I heard a lot about her.. Spoiled brat, sophisticated, educated, blah blah blah.. and ofcourse, single. I heard she's hot too, could be a sex goddess.

The fck I'm talking about? I am just meeting the person who will make the rest of my life miserable. But I don't really care at all. I am so numb.

I am so numb that I don't even know who I am right now. The great Troy Romualdez messed up.

It's now 5 pm. I am now looking at myself in the mirror. I am wearing a plain white t-shirt, black leather tight pants and a leather shoes matching my long dark brown hair tied up.

Well, I think I'm all dressed up for our first date. Doesn't matter how exactly I look like right now, maybe I look like a goon? Or a band guitarist? Not that presentable at all. But who the hell cares.

Went to the garage and I used my motorcycle instead of the car. Then drove off to the place...

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-mayaaaaaa