TORD 1: I Love You, Best Friend
That's when he spoke to me, though we're not facing each other, my cheek pressed on his chest through the fabric of his gray tee.
"Don't think about the syringe. Just close your eyes, and listen to my voice, alright?"
I did as I was told to do, and he started caressing my hair as he started to sing, his voice like a camomile tea's effect, soothing. And I remember, when he was still in his bad boy façade, he always has his guitar strapped on his shoulder, dahil maliban sa mga babae, musika ang kinahihiligan ng barkada nila.
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