When Fruto and Ponjie was done, they were sweaty and hot all over. To keep the heat down, they removed their polo shirt uniform and fanned themselves. Hugo tapped them both on the shoulders and handed them cold drinks.One hand on the waist, Ponjie drank it all in one gulp. He then wiped his lips and pocketed the empty bottle. He’ll throw it in the trash can later when they come across one. “Let’s sit on the bench and be civil. I have a concern that I want to talk about to both of you.” Hugo expressed in a business tone. A breeze passed by sending reprieve to their tired body. However, they felt replenished after drinking so their moods were quite good. Ponjie and Fruto sat at both ends of the bench while Hugo was in the middle. “Did you spike our drinks?” Fruto asked in a casual tone. Sensing that there was no hostility there, Hugo only smiled and his dimples reappeared once more. Fruto rolled his eyes and looked the other way. Ponjie wasn’t bothering with them as he was checking

They were waiting for food for half an hour when somebody knocked on the door. Fruto was busy wiping alcohol on the earpiece he wore out of view earlier before he went to open it and saw Hugo carrying lots of food. “Finally!” Ponjie threw his phone away and complained, “What took you so long?” Hugo was apologetic and replied, “I’m sorry! I ordered so much so it took a while. Also, I had to be careful since Milan and Roy entered the cafeteria. I needed to hide for a while until they’re gone because if they saw me carrying so much and start suspecting, who knows what might happen to Ponjie next?” ‘How can you let Ponjie talk to you like that?’ Fruto wanted to remind Hugo that he should be the boss. Since there were only two chairs, Fruto started clearing what was on top of their study tables and arranged it to connect at the end of Ponjie’s bed. Then, they started eating together. “What’s with you guys?” Hugo asked. “What’s at stake for you to keep engaging with sparring sessions wi