“Jestina,” i ran my palm across the white cotton bedsheet — soft, a little cold, clean — and laid down the small ironing board on the second bed. While pulling the rattan chair, setting it next to the bed, biting my lower lip i had asked, “do you know how to iron t-shirts?”
“Yeah, let me do it for you.” replied Jestina, not biting any part of her lips.
“You don’t mind?”
“No,” she said, “come i do for you.”
SHADOWS AND dust,
and elegant lights that spun everything,
Where was i that night?
Who were you this morning?
Shut!
your eyes and consume me
and everything that you do not know about me
Chew,
slowly don’t rush.
Shadows and dust,
and elegant lights that spun me in the middle,
Where were you my dear?
Who am i now after all these deliberate years?
Shut!
your eyes and consume me
and everything that you do know about me
Chew,
faster don’t linger.
“Domestication, haha,” laughed Nicholas at Jestina. I tried not to laugh, as i was feeling a tad bad for asking her the favour. So i went down from the hotel room, and got her an ice-cream.
“Where’s Jestina?” i entered the hotel room and found almost everyone was there except her, and i was holding her ice-cream.
“She upstairs,” said Vernice, “shower i think.”
“Oh,”
did you like the mobile disco aka beca?
y u so lucky 1
KY : i liked it very much! although of course, i didn’t get to try it =(
Myhorng : was born like that =P
Jestina ‘baby’ is sooooo cuuuute! and omg she can iron clothes as well! iwant!~!!
cannot! jestina is underage =P