Disclaimer: If you happen to notice that these events happened to you it is pure coincidental. The names in this report are altered to give privacy to the following individuals.

Where: Somewhere in the fort.

When: Sometime around January.

What: Birthday Bash

Report:

Decided to celebrate my birthday in a club located somewhere in the fort. I never intended to play the game that day. I haven’t sarged for almost 6 months now and I’m too preoccupied with the entire meet and greet I do with my friends. Started the party around 10PM. Drinks started pouring in. Talked here and talked there. Puffed here and smoked there.

Around 1 AM I felt the urge to visit the 2nd floor (We had the private room at the 3rd Floor). Stopped by the bar trying to consume the money I paid by drinking a lot. Nature called. Leaked. I went back to the dance floor trying to get back up to the 3rd floor where all my friends are waiting. Saw my friend/wingman(DB) on the dance floor. Decided to stay and help just in case. Boom! Damn those feverish eyes (HB7a) looking straight at me as I pass by. Three steps away from them. I stopped turned around walked back to them. Signaled DB to the set. HB7a, HB7b, HB6.

LS: “Hi!” Talking to HB6. “I want you to meet my friend”
DB: “Hi I’m DB and this is LS” Referring to me.
HB6: “Hello, this is HB7a and HB7b and I’m HB6”

By this time DB is having a convo with HB7b. I was left to juggle HB7a and HB6.
I initially thought they were just a 3 set but as I noticed it’s a 7 set. 1 guy was with 1 girl. 2 other girls were too far from the conversation but were looking at the interaction.

LS: “So how did you guys know each other?” Talking to HB7a.
HB7a: “We’re classmates” dancing side by side with HB6 facing me.
LS: “Oh really? From what school?” Shifting to HB6.
HB6: “U***”
HB7a: “We’re ******* students”
LS: “That’s great!”
HB7a: “You. From what school are you?”

I smiled for I’ve never been entered my school for almost a year now. I’m working for quite some time now. But I decided to play their game.

LS: “Guess”

Used the old school dance spin on HB7a and HB6. Now we’re all facing the DJ booth. HB6 on my left. HB7a on my right. Started Dancing.

HB6: “UST?”
LS: “No”
HB6: “UA&P?”
LS: “No, I’m from L* S****”
HB6: “Weh?”

Then I noticed a Cock Blocker entered my set and was already dancing and talking to HB7a. I’m just supposed to keep these two occupied as DB’s working on HB7b so having that dude take HB7a would help ease my job. But instinct kicked in and I wanted to punch the lights out of this dude. Don’t wander too much into my territory. DB also acknowledged the CB and signaled me in.

LS: “Hey bro! Kamusta?”
CB: “Huh? Do I know you?”
LS: “Yeah, we met at a party sa QC. Ikaw yung nag hubo sa pool diba?”
CB: “Hindi pa yata tayo nag memeet”
LS: “Ah hindi pa ba? I’m LS”
CB: “I’m –“ I cut his sentence off.
LS: “Come let’s get some drinks” Held HB6’s wrist. Held HB7a’s hands.
CB followed through.
CB: “Where are you going? I haven’t got your number yet”
HB7a: “It’s okay. NVM”

We left CB in the dance floor.

*****part 2 soon I need to get back to work*****