|| second installment of "habit series" ||
Solari Dominguez has a habit of biting her fingernails, especially at the times that she's nervous or guilty. It was a normal mannerism for everyone, not until Justine Klein Olivarez kissed her one day when...
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We were halfway through chapter one and most of it, si Klein ang gumawa. Pinatayo ko na siya at sinabing ako naman. Dadagdagan ko ang ibang mga nilagay niya since I have ideas too na hindi ko naman nasabi sa kan'ya kanina.
"Uhm, do you usually have visitors?" he asked, sitting on the edge of my bed.
I looked at him. "Hindi naman. Why?"
I turned to the monitor once again as I read the introduction that he made a while ago. Pinagtulungan naman namin ang mga nandito. Isinusulat ko ang pinagsamang ideas namin at siya ang nagta-type. Gusto ko lang talagang dagdagan ngayon dahil marami pa akong gustong ilagay.
"Well, sabi mo kasi kanina, your mom usually asks you to let the door open, especially when you have guy visitors."
Napaawang ako ng bibig sa realization dahil sa explanation niya. Natawa ako nang bahagya bago nagsalita, pinananatili ang atensiyon sa monitor.
"Hindi naman. Kapag may group works lang din."
He nodded. "Then . . . group kayo?" I nodded. "Is there some guy from the past who met your parents, too?"
Napakunot-noo ako bago lumingon sa kan'ya. "What do you mean?"
He shrugged. "Like . . . guy friends or . . . ex-boyfriends."
I chuckled. "Wala, 'no. Si Eureka at Gilbert lang ang madalas dito pero bihira lang din sila nagkikita-kita ni Mama."
He nodded, smiling. "Ohhh, okay." He slightly chuckled. "Wala pang ibang nakapunta dito? As in? Kahit na . . . bisita lang ng mga . . . ex mo?"
Umiling ako bago nagsimulang mag-type. "Wala. Wala rin akong ex-boyfriend na na-meet ang family ko." I looked at him again. "Did I answer your question na?"
He smiled, nodding, as he sat more comfortably. "Yes. Thanks."
Tinawanan ko na lang siya bago itinuloy ang pagta-type. Tanging ingay ng keyboard na lang ang maririnig kasabay ng random music na tumutugtog sa YouTube na hindi ko alam ang title. We were both silent for a few minutes already as I was busy typing what's inside my head when he talked.
"You typed real fast." He chuckled as I looked at him. "Gamer ka?"
I chuckled. "Ng Mobile Legends, oo." We both laughed. "Mabilis lang talaga akong mag-type. Ikaw din naman, mabilis, eh."
