The Girlfriend App

15: Someone's Watching

Iniwan ko si Gabb sa kwarto, natutulog pa kasi. Bumaba ako at nakita ko si Abby, namamaga yung mata at halatang hindi siya nakatulog ng maayos kagabi.

Bakit kaya? Ako, I really enjoyed mine.

"Hindi ako nakatulog dahil sa inyo. Ang iingay niyo," she complained, while eating some scrambled eggs. "Puro kayo 'Aaahhhhh ang sarap. Shit, Gabb!' tapos puro kayo sigaw. Sabi nga namin ni tita, walang malaswang gawain 'di ba?"

Nanlaki yung mga mata ko at natawa sa kanya, "Huh? Nanood lang kami ng cooking show, tapos nanood lang din kami ng horror movie."

Ate Abby's eyes narrowed, pursing her lips. "Eh ano yung tweet niya na masarap ka raw?"

I choked.

"Malamang as a joke! Dahil nga we were watching cooking shows, eh."

Napanganga na lang si Ate Abby, at maya maya pa'y bumaba na rin si Gabb mula sa kwarto.

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"Inspiration?" Napatingin ako kay Abby na may hawak na isang record. Ngumiti siya at tumango.

Nandito kaming tatlo sa record shop, malapit sa kung saan ko dapat kikitain sina Brei at Ella. At dahil ang tagal nilang dalawa, napag-isipan naming magpalipas oras muna dito at tulungan yung pinsan kong maghanap ng inspirasyon sa musika.

"Eh, Si Sela? Inspiration mo rin siya 'di ba?" I asked her, cheekily. Gabb and I share the same smirk on our faces while Ate Abby cowers right in front of us, blushing.

Sela Guia is a member of an idol group. Abby has a huge crush on her— but never got the chance to meet her.

Abby's cheeks were burning but then she immediately recovers and shoots up a question, "Eh ikaw, Gabb, sinong inspirasyon mo?"

Turning my glance at Gabb, I saw her simply smiling and staring at me. She placed her arm around my waist and pulled me closer to her. Her hand rested on my hips, and she planted a kiss on my forehead,

"Si Coleen, siyempre."

Ngumiti lang si Ate Abby habang namumula na ako dito. Surprisingly, hindi siya nagreklamong maharot kami o ano, instead she said, "Akalain mo ba naman 'no? Galing si Gabb sa isang app at lumabas bilang robot, pero ngayo'y parang isa na siyang ganap na tao."

I felt Gabb rest her head on top of mine, her arms pulled me in for a back-hug — her being at the back, of course.

"Nung kailangan pa natin siyang kontrolin? Ang hirap kaya non." Naalala ko yung mga araw na nagkakaroon pa kami ng typographical errors sa text box. Natawa na lang kami ni Abby.

"Ang dami na palang nangyari sa loob ng isang buwan 'no?" She adds, fixing her hair with her fingers. Her other hand, however, held the Beatles record with security.

Then, I remembered we were still at the record shop— in the back aisle, chatting and reminiscing moments.

We continued chatting up when a figure passed by us, wearing all black and I couldn't decipher what the person looked like because their face was also covered.

Eh? Ang weird naman yata non?

But it's none of my business, though, so. . .