Snapshots of Sherwin - Album 1

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I lost count of the bottles of beer I had. It was past 2 am and a few hours more I should be at work. There were only three of us left in Sarah's : I, Carlo, and Keith. We could hear each other clearly, a feat that can't be achieved a few hours earlier when the place was crawling with students, teachers, and other regulars. However, I barely remembered what we talked about that night.


My cell vibrated. A text message.

"Gcing k p?"

It was Sherwin. I was thinking of ignoring his text. After all, we never actually texted anything sensible to each other. Our usual conversation would be me asking him to come over for beer or him asking me if we can go out for alcohol. We both knew that would mean us going to bed together for the night. However I found myself walking out of Sarah's to reload my cell so that I could text back.

It was drizzling outside and stupid me left behind the umbrella.

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FIRST ENCOUNTER

I met Sherwin through some acquaintances, Don and Alfred. We were drinking then with some high school friends of Don. I was kind of feeling out of place since they were all walk down high school memory lane. They are all from Davao while I am from Batangas.

Hours passed that night and I was drifting away from the conversations. I was seconds from leaving out of boredom when an unexpected visitor arrived - Sherwin. I stopped and glued myself back to my seat the second I saw his face.

He was cute - Yeah, maybe because of the yellow light from the lamp near us. Everybody looks cute under yellow light. He was buffed - or maybe it was just the illusion caused by well formed fat under his tight shirt.I was being to critical of his looks but nonetheless I ogled at him, hoping it will ease the pain of waiting.


A few more bottles were emptied and staring at him wasn't enough for me. I got curious and asked his friends if he was straight. I wondered if it could be worth hitting on him. At least I would have had something more to do that night.

They said he was straight. I replied, "Not until verified."

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The drops shortly turned to a barrage of cold pellets targeted at me. I held my phone close to my chest hoping it will not get wet as I walked unprotected through the torrential downpour. The voices of my Sarah's friends were drowned by the rain as I faded away in a curtain of water.