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/Strip 1 - Floor or bed?

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/Strip 1 - Floor or Bed?

Airport.

"Sir, confrence for the launch of the The Venice's new branches is at 5 o'clock in the afternoon," said Angelika.

"What?" I grunted through gritted teeth.

Didn't they know I just came from Madrid? May balak ba silang patayin ako sa pagod?

"I just landed back today and now they want me to--" napatigil ako sa pagsasalita nang biglang nag-ring ang cellphone ko. 

"Hey dela Vega's quite busy?" Si Fred, isa sa mga kaibigan ko. "How's your business talk in Spain?"

I fixed my shades. "Great, I guess. Though some pesky authority has already asked us for our Business Continuity Plan."

"Oh, what a pain-" he gagged, as I hear some chuckles on the line. 

Gago talaga itong si Fred kung makapagsalita. Akala mo wala siyang business na hinahawakan. 

"So what do you want?" tanong ko habang hinahawak ko ang necktie ko. "I'll have some appointments to settle starting 5 o'clock, may sasabihin ka? Alam mo, ibaba mo nalang ang telepono kung wala kang matinong sasabihin. The democrat will kill me if I won't make it up."

"Hindi ka papatayin ni Governor, come on! Your the heir of The Venice Corporation, he will never do such." He blabbed. "Kaya ikansela mo na ang mga appointments mong iyan, kararating mo lang oh."

I brushed my hair using my fingers with sure force. He's totally right, I just arrived with my butt here in the Philippines and I'm few hours away now to the new errand the governor's giving me. Even my right to do unwinding is already gone.

Talk about business related shits. Exhausting.

"So, what's your new evil plan?" I asked like I'm going to bite with his furious and out of the planet plans.

Si Fred Alcantara, isa sa mga tagapagmana ng Hacienda Palestina, katulad ko na sadyang may mararating dahil sa yaman ng aming mga pamilya. Pero kabaligtaran ko iyan, nagagawa niya lahat ng kanyang kagustuhan, malaya ika nga samantalang ako na si Christian dela Vega nanatili na kontrolado.

"We're twenty four years young and so have you thought of," I can hear him gasping in laughter. "Getting  dirty tonight?"

See? He's a bummer... in this kind of stuffs. 

"Not again," I sighed. "Alam mo, nandito pa ako sa airport. At wala akong balak na kumagat diyan sa mga maruming plano mo. Wag mo akong igaya sa sarili mo."

Hindi ko napansin na ang sekretarya kong si Angelika ay nakatingin sa akin habang dala ang ang kanyang bag at ang scheduler.

"Tangina mo, Chris. Di ka pa rin nagbabago. Come on, you're turning 25 and still a virgin." Tumawa siya.

Tumalikod ako kay Angelika matapos kong bitawan ang luggage na dala ko. Kasi napunta na sa 'S' ang pag-uusap namin, lalo na nasa airport kami. Baka kung ano pa ang masabi ko. Hindi naman kasi ako ang tipo ng taong nakikipag-sex kung kailan maiisipan at bukod pa doon ay wala akong oras dahil puro negosyo lang ang balak ipaatupag ng aking mabutihing ama sa akin.