Chapter 16 - Poetry

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A MESSAGE from a delivery rider appeared on Pavlo's phone one morning, stating his parcel was out for delivery. He sighs, massaging his temples. "Kalma, Pao. Nasa Cebu siya at malabong maging delivery rider siya ulit."

He chuckles playfully as soon as he finishes five objects he had smudged on his purple canvas; strawberry which is Vester's favorite, sky, and a cone of vanilla since it reminds him of the other man so much.

He even painted cute little sweet corn since like Jallen, Vester is kind of corny too. Of course, he will never forget their favorite spot at Aurum Park, the gazebo. He will forever cherish that place because of Vester.

Stretching his limbs and cracking his bones, he sighs in contentment as he hums a soft tone that conforms the melody of his speaker. He loves music and his house is filled with loads of music every day and his neighbors can tell.

While putting back his purple canvas on his wall, he gazed at it for about a minute or two. He sighs audibly. Those adorable doodles and objects there made him miss Vester more. He feels alone and disconnected.

Long ago, he only cared for his career and the people around him until he came to his doorstep unannounced. He wonders if the younger misses him too. He tried to call him earlier after his online guesting from a particular show but it seems that the other man is busy so he drop his phone, afraid to disturb him.

Soon after, his parcel just arrived and right after that, Jallen also called. He pursed his lips. "Good afternoon. Pavlo Oliver Nabbe's office, how may I help you?"

The younger laughs from the other line. "Ay, opisina pala ang natawagan ko? Akala ko kasi radio station. May i-k-konsulta sana ako."

Pavlo scrunched his face. "Hindi ba dapat sa consultant?"

"Sa consultant ba? Akala ko kasi sa love station—"

He chucks, "In love ka?"

The other man blabber at him. "Sino kaya sa ating dalawa ang in love?"

He sighs as he slants his back on the couch. "Ewan ko sa'yo! Anong atin?"

"I was just wondering if you could accompany us tomorrow?" Jallen said and he sounded like eating or something.

"Sinong kasama? Anong agenda bukas?" he asked.

"Me and Keir. May pupuntahan kaming roller skate party bukas." The younger's voice couldn't hide his excitement. "Sabi ni Zaro, magdala pa kami ni Keir ng tatlong tao. Naisip namin na baka pwedeng ikaw ang isa?"

Ruffling his hair, he furrowed. "Okay. Sino pang dalawa?"

"Si Diko tapos isama mo na rin si Kuya Johan," Jallen responded excitedly.

He caressed his unshaven baby stubbles. "Hmm, may recording bukas si Johan at sa susunod na araw."

"Ay, sayang naman..." He can almost see the pouted face of the younger. "Wala ka bang ibang pwedeng maisama? Kuya Pao, gusto kong pumunta."

He thought for a while. "Try ko si Joseph..."

"Iyong leader ng Sync-In ba?" Jallen squeak.

He bites back a laugh. "Oo, siya nga. Pray ka lang na pumayag iyon."

"Kapag pumayag, Huwag mong sabihin kay Keir. Ipag-overthink mo siya kung sino ang kasama natin," Jallen then giggles.

"Bad bunso," he snorts.

"Ako ba talaga ang bunso? Parang mas Kuya pa nga ako kay manok," the younger remarked.

He nods in agreement. "Ikaw pa rin ang bunso—sa edad nga lang."

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