Making Ronaldo Sia Dead Jealous

Paris

After my so called beach-cation in Santorini so sad, note my sarcasm, that i didn't even get a shitty tan on my skin!  Namula lang ako na parang kamatis matapos kong magbabad sa dagat ng apat na araw.

Yes, i tried again na makakuha kahit kaunting tan lines para inggitin si Stacy kaso epic fail talaga eh. Wala na. Talo na.

I even had a sunburn. How ungrateful the world to me. " Ito ba ang tinatawag na soul searching ha? Ron?" Hindi niya mapigilan na sisihin si Ron. Hmp!namimiss ko lang ang gago kaya siya ang sinisisi ko.

Nang tawagin ang flight number niya ay pumasok na siya sa boarding area para sa next stop niya 'Berry's soul- searching'

"Paris here i come"

Agad siyang sumakay  ng taxi at nagpahatid sa kanyang hotel na may maganda view ng famous Eiffel Tower. It's already evening and the tower looks more stunning with her shinny gleaming lights.

She smiled.

"Good evening madam. This is your complimentary wine, enjoy"

Nginitian niya ang lalaki. "Thank you"

She took a half bath before ejoying herself the wine all by herself.

"I think i'll drink this.."

Kaya imbes na uminom sa wine glass niya ay tinungga na niya ito. She was half way her wine when her phone rings. Without looking who's the caller she answered it with her sober-tipsy voice.

"B-berry Speaking.."

The caller chuckled at her. "Drinking again i see. How are you?"

She frowned. The voice is so familiar to her. Of course! "Anong kailangan mo ha! And where the hell did you get my number?" Biglang ayos ang pagsasalita niya. Not her fault the guy is irritatingly annoying.

"Hmmm. Let just say, i have my ways. So, where are you hindi kita nakita sa opisina mo"

Ang walang hiya! "Hoy ikaw lalaki, tigil tigilan mo ako ha. At sinong may sabi na pumunta ka sa kompanya ko?!"

Ewan ba niya kung bakit siya nagagalit sa lalaki. Kagalit-galit naman talaga iyong Zaile na iyon. Kala mo naman gwapo--hindi siya gwapo bebe. Gorgeous! Awww.

Her stupid subconscious is a slutty flirt.

Hindi ah. Sarap sarap nga niya eh.

"Hell no!" She exclaimed. Earning her another question from Zaile. "Nasa Paris ako. Naghahanap ako ng foreigner!"

Gusto niyang bwesitin ang binata kaya niya sinabi iyon. Kakulo-kulo talaga ang pangaasar ng lalaki sa kanya at nagawa pa siyang tawagan. Hindi ba niya alam na mahal ang international call? Arrgh!

"Why go there? I have a foreign blood babe"

"Ulol! 'di ko tinanong. Pwede ba wag mo na akong tawagan?"

"Nah-uh. Too late, I'm already in Paris. What a coincidence right? I think we really are destined to each other huh?"

How she can imagine the guy's wiggling his brows with his cocky grin.

"Are you stalking me?" She snapped. "And please, hindi ikaw ang Mr. Right ko eww. Just eww"

She heard another sly laughs from Zaile which tickles her ear.  What the heck?  Higad lang ang peg?

"Why bother looking for Mr. Right? If i can turn wrongs to be right, babe" narinig niya itong nagtawag ng taxi bago nagsalita. "Anyways, I'll see yah tomorrow. Sleep Snow"