Ang Multo sa Manhole - Under revision

Bogart says "34.2"

Hello guys! I decided to get this chapter done first kasi bukas magbu-busy busy-han ako. kailangan ko pang magprepare ng p.presentation to impress the prof. tatanggalin ko na rin sya sa pagka- hiatus since hindi na naman irregular ang updates ko. enjoy you guys.

Eiji's Point of View

Bumalik akong SM North that afternoon nang nakauwi na si Buknoy sa kanila. Disido akong bilhin ang polo kahit na alam kong hindi naman nya hinihiling. Kung tutuusin that was but a simple thing kumpara sa pagtanggap nya sa akin - ako na walang matres at isang hamak na beki. Buknoy had given me more than I could ask for so it won't hurt if I return the favor.

As I waited the cashier to get done with the packaging, I looked over the Timezone area. One girl recognized me and waved a hand at my direction. Sya kasi yung una kong binigyan ng sampung tokens when we hit the jackpot a while ago. I smiled at her before turning around and to carry the bag.

"Thank you sir, come again!" the sales lady on the front hall expressed her gratitude which I responded with a smile. 

"You're welcome."

Pagdating dun sa bahay, I unwrapped the purchased aparrel and began personalizing by taking off the price tag, wrapping it with the excess wrapper I once bought last christmas. Ayokong isipin nya na binili ko talaga sya. Pwede naman siguro akong magsinungaling na Ay meron pala talaga akong ganong polo. Nakalimutan ko lang. But then again, who would believe that? I'm not that good at lying (or so I would like to think). May nilagay din akong note dun sa pocket just in case of doubt.

Once done, I kept it in my closet alongside his jersey shirt and short which were now mine then closed it. However, I re-opened the closet when out of the blue the idea of wearing the jersey popped up. Hindi pa rin ako nagpapalit ng pambahay at that time. I just want to feel a connection between us though physically, we're distant. I was imagining Buknoy embracing me, breathing to my nape, whispering something good and - tell me it didn't sound too much? Oh god! The way I think. Siguro dala lang to ng pagod. Laying on the bed, I caught myself wandering bout the ring till I fell asleep.

The next day, I had half a heart to wake up, felt deprived of the majesty of my dream. I still wanted to dream but the more I forced myself the more it blurred; later on, I no longer remember. Stuck figuring the epicness of the dream over breakfast, a text message startled me from my seat.

"Hello babe, c Buknoy 2. Pwede u ba go here?" I read the message. I don't understand. Bakit ganito form nya ng text message? And he used 'babe' instead of 'hanybee' and why he used another number? Hold up...did I just happen to resemble a jealous boyfriend? Bit by bit. Yes. Pero I could also be wrong too. Malay mo pinatext nya lang dahil naubos na load nya, diba? Think positive. Kaya naman I responded.

"Bakit? Family day ngayon diba? Don't you guys have anything planned for this day?" Message sent. 

"Ako lang dito sa bahay. Umattend ng meeting sila mama't papa sa school ni Mark. I'm lonely. Maybe we could do something together. ;)" My body got strangely cold after re-reading. What is he into? Kahapon he accused me of seduction tapos ngayon sya naman ang nang-aakit? Does he want us to do what I'm thinking? Am I ready for it? My God! Ni hindi ko na naubos yung kinakain kong fruity pebble gawa ng misteryoso nyang text. Pero no matter what I should go there – not for that purpose but because I’m generally worried. Siguro pwede ko na ring isabay yung binili kong polo sa pagpunta ko.

By eleven, umalis na akong bahay, may suot akong chikara at angry bird na bag na naglalaman ng polo ni Buknoy. Naisipan kong mag commute na lang para tipid sa gas ng van.