Fired
I woke up late the next day with the sun burning a hole through my lids, but still the stubborn me didn't open my eyes. I rolled over to my other side, which is I thought stupid cuz rolling like this would make me. . . not fall from my bed! Whut?! The last time I checked, I always fall off of my bed more often than not for doing a thing such as this. But, ugh, whatever. Maybe a good soul traded my single-bed to a queen-sized one.
I reached for my phone on my bedside table, but all I caught was nothing but air. What the hell? I rolled over again to the other side, and yeah! I felt something hard, my bedside table might be. I let my hand search for my phone, only stopping when my hand came in contact with a glass. . ?
With my head still throbbing hard, I slowly opened my eyes, adjusting to the odd way how the sun beamed its light from my window to my fluttering eyelids.
Eh? Did I, by any means, remove my Channing Tatum poster from my ceiling? Since when did I paint my walls with something like ocean blue? And when did I start collecting NBA figurines?
Whatthe?!! I suddenly curled myself up to a sitting position when I realized that the place I am in is not anything I am familiar of.
Thinking straight was made hard by the unstopping throbbing of my head. I blinked once, twice and a lot more times, wishing that this place would suddenly turn into my room, but it never did.
I tried to remember what happened the night before at Permanent Jetlag, then something clicked.
Ohmygoodness that stupid look-a-like of my boss is such a perv! I shrieked in great horror when something `undelightful` entered my mind.
As if acting on instinct, my gaze travelled past my body, eyes popping out of their sockets when I saw that I was wearing a guy's black boxers and a sando.
AAAAAAAAAHHH~~ I screamed, disgusted with the idea that the stupid perv took something away from me that I kept for twenty-four long years!
~~RAAAY! OUCH! I accidentally hit the headboard on my desperation to sink back to the bed again. I was caressing my head when something from the bedside table caught my attention. I reached for the glass and saw a note underneath it.
Hey vomit creature, as much as I'd like to deny it, I enjoyed your performance last night. That was more than enough of a payment to the damage you incurred to my suit.
Don't forget to take some meds.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH! NOOOOOOOO!!! I tore the paper apart with much much force.
I got up from the bed with all the courage I could muster then put MY clothes back on. That stupid jerk. He'll surely gonna pay for this! I'll kill him for what he did!
I turned his room to a complete mess before leaving, disarranging everything that my eyes landed on. I smiled to myself with my little revenge. I was about to open the door when I saw a note posted on it.
JOKE LANG. I didn't do anything to you. NOTHING HAPPENED and I swear that to all the Gods of the Hindu people. And about your clothes, it wasn't me who changed you. Geez. Your body - if that's even the appropriate term to use - is NOT worth looking at I swear!
PS: YOU MUST PAY MY ARMANI SUIT THAT YOU PUKED ON!!!
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Where have you been? Jenny asked with her eyebrow raised up high when I got to our apartment.
Don't ask me. Idk either. I slumped to the couch and closed my eyes.
Shut up Madz. Colby told me he saw you being carried by a guy on his back. You looked couply.
What?! My eyes flew open. He saw and yet he didn't do anything to stop that guy? Pano kung rapist pala yun?!
Bakit? Rapist nga ba?? She showed me her signature mocking smile.
You're impossible, J! I snapped, rolling my eyes. Teka, where's my bag?
Nasa PJ. Kay Colby. I closed my eyes again and tried so hard to remember if ANYTHING really did happen, but as much as my crystal clear memory is concerned, it recollected nothing. I sighed in relief.
Hey Madz, pano ka na? You'd just been fired from McLean.
Pwede ba J, don't rub it in. Still closed, I rolled my eyes.
Yeah right. I was fired, because I was sabotaged by an envious skank. That's why I drank so much last night.
I'll get by. Para namang hindi ako palipat-lipat ng company during my first two years of being a grad.
Why don't you try applying at the Lauchengco Architecture and Designs International? I heard there's a job vacancy.
Srsly? LADI?? Vacancy? I never thought you can use those two words in a single sentence without including `NO`.
Haha. You bet your sorry ass it's really happening! Really Madz, try there. Not only you'll be able to hop into the number one Designs company but also, you'll get to avenge your oh-so-high reputation which was ruined by some petty issue.
The idea seemed pleasing to me. Guess I really need to charm my way to get hired in LADI.
I heard Mr. Lauchengco's only son just arrived last week and he'll soon be taking over LADI. I swear I can feel he's the cutest thing ever! Jenny exclaimed, puppy-eyed.
