Raphael and Klein were heading towards the riding arena. Klein flipping his black hand gloves while enjoying the beautiful scenery.
Klein: "This place needs some improvements."
Raphael: "This looks fine to me."
Klein: "This place really needs some improvements."
Klein stopped when he stepped on a pebble stone. He kicked it away with all his might, lost his balance in the process, and he was sent flying in mid-air before falling on the cobbled pavement. Flat. On. His. Butt.
Klein sighed and stood up on his own, refusing his bodyguard's half-hearted help.
Klein: "Did you take my picture?"
Raphael *iling iling iling iling*
Klein: "Delete it."
Raphael: "Yes, Boss." Raphael took out his phone and deleted those pictures.
Klein look around. Saw a horse eating nearby.
Klein: "You, horse creature. I'm David Klein Cristobal and I'm rich. I'll sue you if I ever hear you talking about this incident to your fellow grass eater. Got that?"
The horse just walked away.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
David Klein Cristobal (snippets)
PertualanganJust random scenes I wrote for these men I considered my 'pets'. Wag seryosohin ang lahat ng inyong mababasa sa kwentong ito. Pantanggal ko lang to ng stress sa trabaho.
