Ang Tikoy, Tikman Mo

"Kung Hei Fat Choi!!!", you greeted me.

I was surprised to see your name on my screen but I immediately understood why. It was but appropriate for you to greet people today since you are, in fact, Chinese. I have written several posts about you (Too Stubborn to Give Up, I Take It Back, Crushed, Just Another Flirty Sunday) but things between us never progressed. If only I had the courage to bare it all with you, literally and figuratively.

"Hey hey, patikoy ka naman...", I replied.

I went back to my work emails. I did not expect a response from you. I was just happy that you still remembered me.

"Sure, when will I meet you?", you texted back.

I panicked. I felt cold. I did not know what to say or how to respond without showing any trace of excitement. I laughed.

"Madali ka naman pala kausap eh... joke lang yun.", I texted back.

"Loser!!!", I said to myself.

"Chicken!!!", I mumbled.

"Kaw talaga...", you replied.

"Papatikimin kita ng lahat ng klase ng tikoy...", you continued.

My jaws dropped. I could not control my laughter. I was giggling like a teenager. I was surprisingly giddy.

"Sure, sige...", I texted back.

"Sure pare... patikim ako ng tikoy mo...", I whispered.

Oh yes, I have a perverted mind... sue me.