My Chocolate Boutique

Prologue

"You're drunk."

"You know, you're like a shocolate boutique, the sound of aht makes me think yowe sweet and sopwysingly yes, you-" I pointed at his gorgeous face, "-awr-fweaking-sweet, but olso too expensive. I don't thwink I can buy something so impossible. I don't have anything in me to have you. Nothing. I'm browke." He just stared, he's somewhat stern.

Nakakatakot pero wala na akong pake. Ito na ang pinakanakakabaliw na confession, I think pagsisisihan ko 'to mamaya.

"I am browke," I paused. Kinuha ko ang wallet ko sa bag at ipinakita na bente pesos lang pamasahe pauwi ang perang natitira dito. Saka ko naman nakita ang mukha namin dito last time nung nagwalwal kami sa arcade. Galing pa ito sa photobooth at may nakalagay na "My BBF Forever" sa ibaba ng square-shaped frame kung saan sobrang giddy ng ngiti ko habang pinipilit na ipagkasya ang ulo namin sa frame. I laughed painfully, "I'm browke-en because of you." I pointed at him. "Did you get that pun?" Tumawa ako uli. I looked at him, my vision blurry, "oh, I forget you only have your sense of humor when you're with her. Sad."

He didn't talk. Hindi man lang siya kumibo. Nakakainis. I can't figure him out. I just can't. I want to know what's in his head. Gusto ko siyang basahin pero wala.

Hays. Pati ba naman sa love confession ko wala ka pa ring kibo? Isinandal ko ang dalawa kong siko sa lamesa at hinawakan ang mukha ko, "hindi naman ako pangit, ah. I think? Or ganon lang talaga kataas ang standards mo sa isang babae?" Bumuntong-hininga ako, I hate this. "I look so pitiful, do I?"