Chillin' at Chili's
Melvin's in town. And Wednesday's our day. From Ortigas, I braved the MRT crowd to go to Makati, only to be know that I'll just be meeting with Melvin and Karen, so we can go to the real meet up place, Tomas Morato. Because Melvin wants lechon.
It's fine. It had to be. I couldn't rant or pull a classic Irish because, Melvin. He made time for us, and we only get to see him tonight, after many moons. So I had to summon all the patience I've been keeping in.
During the ride from Makati to Quezon City, my friends tried to pacify and calm me by making me eat some pasalubong from Baguio. I was so famished when finally, we had our dinner.
It's fine. It had to be. I couldn't rant or pull a classic Irish because, Melvin. He made time for us, and we only get to see him tonight, after many moons. So I had to summon all the patience I've been keeping in.
During the ride from Makati to Quezon City, my friends tried to pacify and calm me by making me eat some pasalubong from Baguio. I was so famished when finally, we had our dinner.
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| Gettin' busy. |
