Nine past forty-one P.M.Rosie should have been done by now.I tapped my fingers on the steering wheel along with the soft background music being played on the radio. It’s been almost half an hour and I’m still patiently waiting for a certain blonde to come out of the bar’s door.I held my breath as I saw Rosie walked out from the metal doors. She let her wavy hair loose and quite messy, in a good way of course. She has a long brown coat and a scarf around her neck.My foot kick the car’s door open and I jumped out so Rosie will notice my presence. It took less than ten seconds as Rosie looked up and her eyes met mine. I half-jogged to where she is, of course with a confident smile tugged on my lips. Hell, I’ve been practicing on it since I’ve made up my mind to meet her.“Hi, Rosie.”And again, just like our first few meetings, she ignored me and continue walking. Great, now I’m invi

Please please, keep going! I held my breath as my phone let out a ‘ding’ sound. I slowly open my eyes and peek through a decent hole between my left palm. I look down at the online picker wheel, mentally praying for the result to be ‘keep going’. You’ve got to be kidding me. I scoffed as I saw the arrow stopped at ‘move on’ option. It was the third spin and I got the same answer. Even these websites can’t support me. I closed the online spinner. Testing my luck, I went to see if Rosie, has at least, read my text. But none. It was just delivered. Let’s stay positive, she might has slept. I type another text for Rosie. This is not an act where I, Alex Angelo, being desperate. I just want to let her know that I am cool with her having crushes on somebody else. But that doesn’t mean that I’ll stop courting her. As long as she isn’t legally attached to someone, I still have chance… right? To: Rosie ‘Goodnight Rosie! Sleep well.’ I turned off my pho

I let out a relief sigh as I threw myself on my bed and stared blankly at the ceiling. I glanced over the clock, it shows a little bit past ten. I blindly reached my phone on the bed to check if I got any replies from Rosie.Of course. None. It’s been a few days she ignored me.I mentally huffed and checked on another chat. There are few chats from Bryan and some other group chats asking if anyone is up for lunch. Oh, and some chats from Olive. I shoot a quick reply to the group chats saying I can’t make it. I’ll reply to Bryan and Olive later.A short knock making me put down my phone. I don’t need to ask who as the door creaks opened. Ayle’s head pokes out as she peeps through the crack of the door.“Can I come in?”I sit straight and lean on the headboard, “you already are.” I saw her right foot has stepped inside my room.She smiled sheepishly and walk inside. Ayle sit on the corner o

“Hold up.”Bryan clasped both his hands. With his brows furrowed, his eyes are going back and forth between Ayle and I.“So you guys were saying that your dad offers you two to work with him? I thought both of you aren’t in a really ‘good term’ with him?” Bryan asked, confirming his thoughts while air-quoting his words.“Come to think about it, he wasn’t that bad. Right, Alex?” Ayle tries to hide her mischievous smile but failed miserably.It’s almost ten and we are just chilling on the living room. Bryan chose to crash here tonight since he keeps on complaining about being bored living alone.“I guess it has something to do with the distance.” I chug on the bottle of coke before continuing. “We rarely meet, barely talk.”Bryan might know some stories about my family, but not all. All he knows about my dad is that we didn’t have a good relationshi

Monday isn’t as bad as usual.I got a text from Rosie saying she just woke up and will probably go back to bed since she got a three P.M shift. She responded to my invitation about meeting soon by informing she has a day off tomorrow. I shoot her an okay and will get back to her if we can hang out after my working time.Bryan left early, saying he has to go back to his house since he left some documents there. I prepared some bacon and egg for breakfast. I sent Ayle a photo of the food, signaling her I left some for her.“You seem in a good mood, Mr. Angelo.”I snapped my head up towards the door, where Maggy stands. She has piles of documents on her hand.“Good morning, Ma’am.” I smiled politely, “anything I can help you with?”“No,” she shook her head, “just don’t forget to submit the reviewed articles today. We need it on Thursday.”“I will, don&rsq