KEIR stopped right in his tracks as he saw Pavlo's purple canvas resting inside a box along with some garbage bags outside the fence. He paused for a little while, staring at it, and eventually made a face after. He walks through it and grabs it by his hands.
He look around with a furrowed brow. He never hesitated to go back to his car and open his trunk. "Gagi itong hatdog na ito. May balak pang itapon porket wala ng silbi? Pwes, akin na nga lang. Ang ganda kaya tapos itatapon lang? Parang tanga talaga."
He fished his phone from his pocket. "Wer na u? Hir na me."
A minute or two, his phone dings revealing a laughing emoji from Pavlo. "Awit! Ang jejemon mo pa rin. Ito na, papunta na."
This made him chuckle too when suddenly, a certain delivery rider interrupted him. He turned into him. "Good morning."
"Sir Keir Sayson?" the man in the helmet exclaimed. "Hala, good morning po."
He chuckles shyly, "Ako nga. Anong delivery mo?"
The delivery rider climbs out from his bike. "Ah... para po sana kay Sir Pavlo Nabbe po."
He nods, "Wala pa siya. Naghihintay rin ako rito pero on the way na iyon. Kakasabi lang niya sa akin."
"Gano'n po ba? Pwede po bang pa-picture po with you, Sir Keir?" the delivery rider politely asked.
He nods again, smiling toothily. "Walang problema. Akin na ang phone mo. Ako na ang kukuha para sa atin."
While they took pictures together, Pavlo on the other hand arrived just in time with Dusty and his face creased once again seeing another delivery rider in front of his house. He doesn't remember anything that he ordered online and he didn't even remember that he received any heads-up for his parcel. Awkwardly, he walked towards Keir and the rider.
"Good morning po, Sir Pavlo," the delivery rider greeted.
"Good morning." Rubbing his hands in his pants, he smiled. "Sa akin ba?"
"Yes po, para sa inyo." The delivery man handed him his parcel.
He smiled again. "Okay. Magka'no ito?"
The delivery rider shook his head. "Bayad na po ito, Sir. Pa receive na lang po."
He hesitated, "Ha? Sigurado ka bang sa akin iyan? Baka nagkamali lang."
The man chuckled, "Nakapangalan po talaga sa inyo at naka-address din po sa inyo."
"May I know who the sender is, please?" he politely asked.
The delivery rider shook again his head. "Sorry po pero hindi po naka-indicate ang sender. Ang sabi rito, JPN lang."
"From Japan siguro iyan," Keir said.
Hopeless, Pavlo nods as he received it. "Sige. Salamat. Ingat sa pagmamaneho."
From that, the man left after asking for a picture with him and once they were inside, Keir spoke to him. "Dami mo yatang deliveries, Pao ah. Ilang months na ba iyan?"
He sat on his couch, massaging his scalp. "Ewan ko nga rin eh. Ang creepy na masyado."
"I wonder, who could this be this time?" Keir acted as if thinking deeply. "Pero sa dami ng fans mo, mukhang possible nga."
"Supporter ang gusto ko. Iyong tipong sinusuportahan ako sa crafts ko... hindi supporter ng mga items mula sa taong hindi ko naman kilala. Three months na, Keir Jann. Nababahala na ako. Parang nakakatakot na. Okay lang sana kung alam ko kung saan nanggagaling itong mga regalong binibigay sa akin."
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