Thursday, 09 October 2008 | Death Representative

There was a meeting or something in HotL and when it was over I decided to buy a frap in Starbucks. I brought phP25.00. It was stupid of me, I know. And the cashier just made me realized that. He said the frap cost P150.00. I had to tell them that I had to go back because my money was not enough. Good thing they allowed me.

I saw a friend on my way back to HotL. I was too bothered by what happened to greet him. I was just making childish moves/gestures. I brushed/bumped into him. He stopped me and held my shoulders.

I don't know what happened here.

The lender was Ate Blanca. Tita Warlee was sitting beside her and said to just give me the money.

The line was long. When I saw my friend I stood next to him. I put my left arm around his shoulder. He held my wrist. His hand was cold. I was commenting on something, laughed and stuff. *fast forward* His grandfather who already passed away 18 months ago was next to him. He put his right arm around my friend's shoulder. Obviously, I already took my left arm. The grandfather called me "Cream."

The line got shorter. Only few people were left and it was already dark. My friend was first in line and I was next. He was sitting and I was standing. My friend was talking to someone, a death representative who was holding a tool for his "killing spree" and had a book beside him, The Proof of Wife Maria's Concept. Watching him gave me goosebumps.

As they continued talking, the death rep said something that started with letter Z. I asked him if it was a protein. I was actually thinking of a brain chemical. He said yes.

I closed my eyes and breathed deeply. When I opened my eyes, I was already awake.

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