Tony Montana :; y o o n m i n

fourteen.

chapter fourteen.
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TONY.

|3:45 PM|
|mall|
|café|

b l a n k.

"tony? tony!" a masculine voice snapped me out.

my head shot up with my blank face. i've been staring down at my coffee since it was served.

"ah?" i asked, blinking my eyes.

jimmy laughed as he snapped his fingers infront of my eyes, making my head go back. "bro. you're not being yourself throughout the day." he sighed, crossing his arms.

my lips instinctively curved into a thin smile.

he's cute tho.

his eyes widened as his cheeks started to be dusted with light pink.

he's blushing.

he pointed a finger at me and hissed. "what's with that smile? you were feeling hell down all day and you just gonna smile at me like that? bro im getting nervous here." he said, before raising his hands up. "don't kill me." he added.

is he thinking that i'm psycho?

i laughed as i looked down on my iced coffee. "i',m not going to kill you, you dumbass."

he pouted and took a sip of his tea awkwardly. "oh. by the way--- inumin mo na yang iced coffee mo putangina ako ang bumili niyan para sayo pera ko pa ang ginastos diyan putangina naman matutunaw na pre oh!" he yelled, pointing at my iced coffee. the scene almost looks like comical.

with my eyes locked with his, i murmured. "what?"

jimmy sighed, rolling his eyes. "drink. this. shit." he hissed,pointing at the drink.

"oh." was all i can say.

i was drinking my iced coffee with my head hunged low. my hands are not in the mood to function. so i'll just use my head to drink my coffee.

"you're not yourself this day. what's wrong with you?" he murmured, drinking his tea.

i sighed as i parted my lips, breaking the lip contact with my straw. "just thinking something."

"what is it." He asked.

should i ask him?

let's give it a damn try.

"what's with those luggages last night? it looks like you were kicked out of the house." i asked before i wiped my mouth with the provided tissue.

jimmy's eyes widened and pointed a finger at me. "you----"

i blinked my eyes twice. "hm? what? am i right?"

"how did you know?!" jimmy half-yelled. "and yes. i was kicked out of the house. tss." he added, pouting.

bingo.