rockzwell
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Si Sir Travis Santillanes. The Ice King himself.
Tumingin ako sa damit niya. Ang daming kape. Yung ice cubes, nagkalat sa sahig. Yung caramel syrup, tumutulo sa polo niya. It was a complete and utter disaster.
"Are you blind?" malamig niyang tanong. Ang boses niya, parang yelo na tumagos sa buto ko.
Napaatras ako ng isang hakbang. Wait. Bakit ako aatras? Bakit ako matatakot? Ako yata si Casey Alvarez-Zaavedra. Hindi ako nagpapatalo kahit kanino.
Tinaasan ko siya ng kilay. "Excuse me? Are you a wall? Bakit ka kasi bigla-biglang sumusulpot sa daan? Hindi mo ba nakitang naglalakad ako?"
Kumunot ang noo niya. "You were looking at your phone while walking in the middle of the hallway. This is a common area, not your personal living room. You should be watching where you are going."
"Well, you have eyes too, right?" mataray kong balik sa kanya. "Kung nakita mong hindi ako nakatingin sa daan, bakit hindi ka umiwas? Did you want me to bump into you? My gosh, my iced coffee is ruined! Alam mo ba kung gaano kahalaga ang kape na 'yan sa morning routine ko?"
"Your coffee? Look at my shirt. I have a class in ten minutes. And you are worried about your drink?"
"Of course I am worried about my drink! Binayaran ko 'yan!" Nakahalukipkip na ako ngayon. "And for the record, hindi naman siguro ganoon kamahal 'yang shirt mo. I can easily buy you a dozen of those para hindi ka na nagagalit dyan."
Pumikit siya nang mariin at huminga ng malalim. Good. Gusto ko siyang mainis.
"I don't need your money," madiin niyang sabi pagmulat niya ng mata. "What I need is for you to follow basic campus rules. No running or using phones while walking in the hallway. It causes accidents. Just like this one."