Part 2: Rider From Hell

i tottered down the carpeted stairs like i always do, holding the cup of mountain dew. he found the seat without much effort; the theatre was brightly lit still. it was rather a long wait for the movie. maybe im too kan cheong. XD he was already tasting the sweet sweet popcorns whilst i reveled in the booty-shaking reggae coming from the stereos.

the lights dimmed when more than half of the seats were occupied. movie trailers began screening. i looked around only to find sets of people who are either friends or couple. "so, which one do we fall under?" i questioned myself, randomly.

its, like, an hour or so after the show have started. a sudden vibrate in my pocket made me jump. i fished for my phone and saw this familiar twit-ish message. i was like, "what the heck?" our shoulders came in contact as he shifted himself close to me (to kpo). right, i handed him the cell without hesitance.

but strange. why would i do that? dont really have the habit of sharing personal stuff with just anyone, especially an acquaintance whom i havent seen for like 6 years and this is just our 2nd date out. heh? he even replied on my behalf. and what followed was crazy. XD

"eh, whens the last bus?" he asked as soon as we stepped out of soon tec. "i think we can still make it in time."

ay the day ended just like that? i stoned alil while waiting to cross the road. the next thing i know, he grabbed my wrist and we crossed over. Oo the firm grasp made me felt secured and safe. X3

"Slow...." he later added. zZzz and whats surprising was that i actually didnt kick his arse after that.