Our Date, as a matter of fact.

Last night I did something I never thought I’d do with my boyfriend.

The day started with a little Fallout 3. I’ve been buried in the game since last week and boyfriend goes ahead to try it. He fumbled a little with the controls, completely understandable since the game really is better played on the PC than on the PS3. We had fun, shot some radroaches, killed the Overseer and escaped Vault 101.

After that, we went to Greenhills to watch Harry Potter 7. Not before stuffing our faces with Teriyaki Boy stuff, sushi included of course (we do absolutely LOVE our sushi, whatever kind, face and presentation!) And because boyfriend had the liberty to pick the kind of sushi we were getting, there’s CHEESE in it. We ate until we could not eat anymore and then went to CBTL for some tea while waiting for the movie.

hihihi we can be juvenile

Watched HP7, lol’d at some parts and disagreed with the GP rating. =)) I teared up with Dobby’s death, he could not stop saying “procreate” whenever Emma Watson is on (oh and can you imagine his boy-tingles when he saw Hermione in office clothes?) I, on the other hand, enjoyed Ron and the Green Lantern Trailer.

After the movie, we decided to have coffee and doughnuts. So we scurried over to Krispy Kreme, got 3 doughnuts each (we are doughnut monsters) and started talking about the following:

- Kruffins: muffins with a hole *snicker*
- Memorieeeees (we love talking about this. shuttup.)
- Walking with carabaos
- Beach getaways
- The dangers of living alone in the city
- Bohol, Batanes, Sagada, Palawan, Davao
- Caving

By this time, our conversation was slowly transforming into hot, unbridled mind fuck. From talking about caving, we suddenly found ourselves weaving some sort of story. It all started with,

“I didn’t want to go inside because I was thinking, if I go through there, it would be so dark that no one would even notice that someone has already grabbed me from behind, knocked me unconscious and dragged me to this super secret unknown tribe in the middle of nowhere.”

And then idea after idea, my boyfriend and I just picked things up from the air and threw it in the melting pot. By the time we were done with this story, our brain was coming up with something else, something more.

So as the night grew deeper we started talking about:

- A sleep-deprived employee. He wastes his life away in front of the computer, orchestrating accidents and deaths. He is grim reaper incarnate.
- A witty man named Ezra whose job was to collect lost souls. He tears bodies open with his bare hands and takes out the human soul: a small rock with blinding light piercing through it.
- Normal people with superpowers but living with incredible consequences.
- Stories taking life, or life-taking stories. A thousand Snow Whites. A thousand Cinderellas. A thousand Wicked Witches.

There were plenty of little stories in between that we managed to conjure but what we ended up devoting our full focus on would be the story of the two writers.

We talked about that shit til morning.

I love stories. I love reading them and I love writing them. And I think it’s amazing that I get to share something I love with.. well, someone I love.

Also, I don’t know if this means anything to you guys but when we got out, we looked up and saw that it was a full moon.

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