Wooh! I never thought we will end up chasing a guy on Saturday night. Was it still night or early in the morning? Whenever that was, the feeling was very odd... but exciting too. lol. Oh well let me go into details.
The whole Saturday was an exhausting day. I did work and play. From Fagioli to Brueggers' to Promenade to the streets of Davao, we unrelentlessly toured the city.
Autoshop was not our place as we didn't fit the atmosphere of the youngs. It was just too loud for us. After my friend's meal and a burger at 11PM at Bruegger’s and Spaceburger, we went back to the car and planned for another hop. As we were planning, my friend spotted this cute guy at
Shiatsu, so she parked her car infront of the parlor and waited for that guy to come out. He went out the parlor, entered his car and started the engine. Now the two cars faced each other. We moved backwards so he can go out the area. His car's front light was too glaring that we cannot have a glimpse of his face. We were all staring at his car until we finally got the position where we can see the driver's seat, and the driver of course. Yeh, he was really cute. He looked at his left side (our car parked on this side waiting for him to move out) so he can check if it's safe to turn. He sluggishly smiled. My friend was twitterpated with the responsive smile. We followed his car but he slowed down. We drove ahead and now the two cars are situated side to side, we looked at him and my friend loudly smiled. (what’s the term? Lol) Now we’re ahead. We turned left to Torres. My friend on the backseat chillingly told us that the car was following us. We were all electrified and shouted but driving ahead, a car overtook his position. The vehicle between us broke the excitement as he turned left and was misled. That excitement caused us to move around Torres Ave. and look for him but we couldn’t find him anymore. We went to Rizal Promenade to check if he would party there but found my dear friend Chet and his friends instead. We stopped awhile and had chitchats for few minutes and off we went back to the massage parlor where that guy just went. We got his name but not his number. We again went back to the Torres area hoping we could still find him but unfortunately, not. At least we got his name and the plate number before we end our day. Whew! That was something I did very odd but exciting. Lol. Well at least we took part on my friend's excitement. We did that for her. ;)
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