Crushed

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"NASA GATE NA daw yung beer!"

Tinutusok ko sa barbecue stick 'yung marinated barbecue ni pinack ni Eryn sa tupperware nang tumigil si Rad sa pagpapaypay ng iniihaw n'ya. My eyes confusingly looked at him. Ini-assign kami ni Eliane na kami na ang in charge sa pag-iihaw tapos sila na sa pagse-set-up. Dion attempted, but it's been fifteen minutes pero hindi siya makapagpa-apoy, so Rad offered to do it instead. Confused pa ako kasi he doesn't look like someone who knows how to set-up a grill.

"Wait lang. . . I'll help Dion get the beers."

Dalawang case 'yung pina-deliver nila na beer na hindi ko alam how they'll manage to consume. I won't drink kasi ni hindi man lang nag-blur sa isip ko 'yung nangyari nung pinasundo pa ako nila Issie kay Rad. Oh my god. Lumabas si Rad kasama si Dion. I don't know kung nagkataon lang or sinadya nila kasi pagkaalis na pagkaalis ni Rad sa tabi ko, Eryn and Eliane flocked on me. Si Bonnie ay nasa kwarto, naghahanap ng masasaksakan ng hair dryer.

"Girl," Eryn stared at me. "Paupuin mo muna 'yun at kanina pa galaw ng galaw."

"True."

Pagkarating na pagkarating pa lang kasi namin ni Rad dito sa ni-rent namin na place, nag-presinta na agad si Rad na siya na ang pi-pick up nung iba pang in-order namin. Nagbigay ng directions si Eryn kasi hindi mai-input ang location sa maps. Then when he returned, siya 'yung nag-attach ng fairy lights sa hook kasi siya lang 'yung may abot. He also lifted up the ice box, other microwavable tubs and food containers sa compartment ng sasakyan ni Eryn. Tapos kami 'yung nag-iihaw, then he stepped outside to help Dion pick those beer cases up.

Itali ko kaya siya sa upuan to stop him from moving non-stop?

Settling my hand on top of the food tub to feel if it's still warm, I discarded the thought of putting it inside the oven to warm it up. Mainit pa naman 'yung spaghetti and if it's not, i-re-reheat ko sa oven kasi mayroong oven dito sa kitchen. Kumuha ako ng isang paper plate at paper plate holder. I don't know how much Rad eats but basing it sa take outs at fast food dinner namin before, he unquestionably eats a lot. Pagkakuha ko ng spaghetti, I sealed it back after so it'd still be warm for later.

"'Yung tongs?" sabi ko, asking no one in particular because I'm not sure kung sinong nagdala nun and iba pang utensils. Ikukuha ko din kasi si Rad ng fried chicken.

"Natatakluban ng mga spoon and fork."si Eliane ang sumagot. "Ang dali niya kausap."

Nakita ko naman 'yung tongs na apparently natatakluban nga. And basing it from my hunch, there's still no traces of Rad and Dion heading back, so I ended up covering the food I prepared for him with the cling wrap na nakita ko lang.

"Sino?" Eryn asked, hinting curiosity to what Eliane said.

"Si Rad.'' Eliane supplied, shrugging her shoulders. "Sabi ko lang na mag-co-commute kasi si Fie mag-isa." Sinaway ni Eliane si Driss because he attempted to snatch a barbecue that's already cooked, and Eliane is quick to stop him from doing so.

Picking up where I left, nag-tusok ulit ako ng marinated barbecue sa barbecue stick. I'm also keeping an eye sa iniihaw ni Rad. Why are they still not here? Or maybe sa labas pa nila kinuha 'yon. I didn't want to dwell into what they're conversing about. Kasi baka accidentally mag-slip out sa bibig ko na, maybe it's Rad's way of acting as a fake boyfriend.

"Sure naman akong di 'yun first time na inihatid niya si Fienne. 'Di ba?" sabi ni Eryn, as she inserted the paper plates into the paper plates holder. Pinupunasan niya din 'yung spoon and fork.

There's a meaningful grin materializing on Eliane's face but it vanished dahil pinahiran siya ni Driss ng whipped cream sa cheeks, "PUTA."

Si Bonnie na nag-se-set up ng karaoke ay napatalon sa lakas ng sigaw ni El. I didn't noticed that she stepped downstairs na. Nakapag-blower na kaya siya? Eryn's stifling a laugh dahil parang nagkaroon ng balbas na made out of whipping cream si Driss dahil ginantihan siya ni Eliane. I'm stopping myself from bursting into laughter dahil baka ako naman 'yung pahiran ng whip cream. Driss looks like he's contemplating his next victim.