"It's official, drawing ka...", I texted Bora Boy of Discovering Boracay."I get off from work at 8...""Fine, I need to get to the airport by 9:30.", I replied."Usapang matino...", I continued.
I packed my bag and got dressed. I made sure the paraphernalia would be just by the bed for easy access.
"Quicky ito...", I whispered."Ei, I'm here.", you texted.
I grinned.
"Pasok ka na lang... Room 11.", I replied.
A couple of minutes later, he was in front of my door.
"Uy Tristan, musta?""O H... H pala name mo?", I laughed.
You giggled.
"Maliit lang kasi ang Bora... baka may makaalam.""So ano sinabi mo sa barkada mo sa front desk?", I asked."Sabi ko may kukunin lang ako sa yo...""Alam kasi nya barkada kita from Manila...", you continued.
We both laughed.
"Tinanong nga ako nun kahapon... kilala daw pala kita (as H)....""Buti na lang smart ako... eh malay ko ba naman yun pala name mo...", I laughed again."So madami ka na nameet dito no?", you asked when you noticed the stuff by my bedside."Naku ah... wala...", I lied."Eh ikaw? Kamusta na girlfriend? Eto kamusta na?", I asked as I grabbed you.
You laughed.
"Girlfriend pa din. Yan? Check mo...", you snickered."Hmm... parang lalong lumaki?", I commented.
You giggled.
"Siraulo ka talaga..."
You took one final look at me as you went out the door. You asked when I'll be back. I looked at you and smiled.
"If only I had the courage to tell you that I'd be leaving...", I thought.
"Soon...", I finally replied.
I was smiling but behind that smile was a hope that I could indeed see you again soon, Bora Boy.
Blogger's Note: Thanks to Bora Boy, I got a twenty percent discount when I checked out. No commitments, great sex and a discount? What's not to love?
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