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This ask...was last year ago, Tato🥔. And it will almost be 1 year and a half if you haven't already answered it.
@boiling-potato
And yes, get me just a regular fries, icecream, and a coke(i want Jollibee sadly it's always packed and full of screaming children despite it being very cheap but i'd rather eat at mcdo or kfc << has less customers in the phils🇵🇭 not that the fastfood brand is bad it's just somehow not a popular pick when going outta lunch...like kfc’s kremball icecream.)
Btw kada 8 AM dumadating yung taho sa barangay namin lmao, the usual tahoman i buy taho from travels far, fr fr i saw once at near my school at ako yung friend na naka tira sa malayo di nasa city...so u know my guy taho vendor travels far N fast, libre kita taho Tato🥔 lolll(sorry for yapping)
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ok so i saw ur comment to this one post (i lazy to describe) AND FOUND MYSELF CACKLING TO YOUR PFP WHAT. UTS SO FUNNY AND SO GOOD IN A WAY Y'KNOW??? 😭🙏🥹
Yez yezz, I'm sometimes funny you know. Bleh bleh-bleh
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Moonlight University(and the character Leighton Mumford), belongs to @hayatiayad @hayati-gacha
— — —
Sircotin maneuvers Mumford into his dark, moving through the silent halls and door to door and finding the bedroom, Sircotin thinks the couch wasn't a proper dip for some reason....dropping his coworker carefully onto the mattress. Mumford's chest rising and falling.
The literature teacher was way out of his mind it isn't clear...Mumford grumbled.
″Hah...you're...gripping me there...″
Laughing awkwardly, said Sircotin. Trying to slip away from Mumford's grasps
He grunts, his forearm tense, pulling from the vest of the art teacher down slightly.
Even if he couldn't see Mumford's face, Mumford's breathing heavily. Frozen, looking down at Mumford—the stern lines completely gone, looking vulnerable in the dim light. Sircotin's chest tightens with a strange, heavy heat that terrifies him.
The older man swallowed his breath‚ ″I...I have to go..″
″Leighton?″
Sircotin looked at the door behind him. Giving the guy obvious hints.
A moment of silence in the other...Mumford's grip is weakening.
Sircotin gently adjust the man's hands to loosen his fingers and release himself from Mumford. Carefully and properly laying his...friend to rest.
Sircotin stands by the bed for a full minute, staring. His eyes are wide, tired, and deeply conflicted. He feels a pull he shouldn't feel. He quickly turns and leaves.
— — —
Arriving home, the house is dead silent.
He quietly strips down in the dark, leaving him in his underwear and messed up hair...tucking himself to bed he glances at his wife, Aella, sleeping peacefully, her hair spilled over the pillow. Sircotin's face flushed red, "look at how dumb you look Aella...you sleep weird" he thought, laughing under his breath. He was about to touch her face but decided not to, he doesn't want to wake her up and probably because she's got work tomorrow and his wife always wake up first.
He sighed, couldn't keep his eyes open any longer. He drifting off to sleep....
And fell asleep,
....
His eyes locked on to his wife,
But his mind was staring into someone else
He got up and lazily stumbles his way to the bathroom, he groaned at the buzzing lights he switched on...how bright it was...
Shuts the door.
He stands before the mirror....he hated how he looked, he despises how he looked. Everytime he sees his nude form he's reminded of the worst things he had done to himself. He traces the surgical scars on his stomach, the feeding tube marks from his ulcers. His skin is pale, almost sickly from repeated self abuse and blood loss.
He shouted in his mind, ″What is wrong with you? Stop it! Stop making an ass out of yourself!!! ″
Sircotin slipped in and out of reality, this dizziness. His hand pressed next to the mirror holding his own weight...he looked down at himself and faded.
......
A mysterious hand moves up to his bust, it feels like it was admiring the butterfly tattooed in his chest by the way it's caressing him, then lower, trailing down his torso, imagining the completely different pair of hands. When he opens his eyes, he saw only his hand is halfway down his boxers. He quickly pulls out as if it burned.
Those ghastly yellow eyes in other side of the mirror, it was definitely judging Sircotin. Then flash of its glasses those eyes are wearing...before disappearing completely.
Breathing heavily, gripping the edges of the sink, staring at his own reflection with intense disgust.
″No. No, no, no. You're fucking married! You've a wife...A-AND a kid!!? What are you—a man in your 40s—is doing!?? THE H- You must be losing your goddamn mind! ″
Sweat ran cold down his face, one hand moving his hair away. His heart beating fast even he's almost hyperventilating.
Disgust, face red....
Thinking of another person in your married life, and that it being a man...
Fists clenched.
His head bowed, managing his airway and calming down...
Silence....It's the middle of the night, you cannot be making so much noise...
....
Lips quivering.
Panic! At the realization of what just happened—
"No....no- did you just- NO!"
"WHY WOULD I THINK OF THAT!? WH- "
"Oh god..."
"OH MY GOD?!!"
Another realization, he was dreaming...
...
Of...someone FAMILIAR??!
Who was that.....
....
LEIGHTO- ....
″Oh my—fucking g-god...″
He was horrified.
He starts to question himself, of all the people you chose to fantasize of....IS LEIGHTON!? He couldn't believe it... He thought he was straight as ruler, only to meet the eyes of who was holding the end of the ruler to smack the art teacher's pesky hands from touching his coworker Mumford's ballpoint pen.
Sircotin's mouth still on the floor. Endlessly questioning himself...again. How? Why?
"I only know him as friend..." He quoted... A friend? M'well what now? He can still feels his heart beating uncontrollably in his chest. Sircotin thought he knew what only interests himself.
...what now?....
He worries this moment till how long he shouldn't remember will affect him and... ″Leighton.″
He palms his face, took a deep breath. Though this doesn't take away the skips of his heartbeat.
″How- why....how could this happen.″‚ he trembles. Covering his mouth, eyes squinting, brows narrowed, and shoulders shaking.
— — —
Tucking his hair behind his ear. Sircotin laughed at one his students jokes,
leaning against his desk to support his weight
The bell suddenly rings and the class was dismissed, as every student stepped out Sircotin stayed behind to organize the modules he has taken from the youth.
The art teacher took a short glance at the door then proceeded to focus on his things but then he Mumford walking by with a usual cup of hot coffee...black coffee. "He always choose that bitter taste"....
Sircotin stopped on what he was doing. He waved at the Literature Teacher and mouthed, "Hey!"
The other nodded in acknowledgement.
Sircotin smiled.
....as if last night was just a forgettable dream....
Moonlight University(and the character Leighton Mumford), belongs to @hayatiayad @hayati-gacha
— — —
It was the aftermath of the school′s anniversary, Corrina decided to grab a drink with her fellow teachers to celebrate themselves after a long celebration with their students. "Because this is for the ol' folks only disco drunk-night". It was weird she managed to convince the guys to go out to the bar, Bostco didn't mind and he actually would like to come, James as well! Sircotin....doubtful and confused since they all know he's not allowed to drink but Corrina later confirm to him that she's not inviting him to be forced in drinking, she wants him to go with them "for the driver"...that was a bad joke... Sircotin agrees anyway "would not want to miss out in the fun."‚ then Mumford....Sircotin dragged the man with them.
Leaning across the table, a spiked Corrina points a toothpick at Sircotin.
″Andrada. You've been playing safe all night. I know you're not allowed to... you can drink a little right?″
She swings him a half drunken beer‚ ″This one's not hard, promise!″
Sircotin waved his hand refusing her offer. It was a little tempting to the art teacher, but right now he has to turn down "the goods".
Tapping Corrina's shoulder, Bostco signed in great precision inspite of the strong drinks. He was sober.
* ″Corrin—I don't know about that, you might kill em'. How's 'bout you give JAMES the punch?″
James saw the way Bostco pointed at him. James was too lost-far gone from the hard beverage and stupidly thought, "this' about the art and the literature dynamics?"...Slightly slurring, resting his chin on his palm, two stools away from the group, staring bitterly at Mumford.
″Why the hell does he tolerates "dark-and-arrogance" over there? He looks at me like I'm a stain on his precious whiteboard....You're an art teacher. *I'm* an art teacher. We should have solidarity, but you're over there sharing lunch boundaries with a walking dictionary. Mr. Scots...″
Brows narrowed, Mumford slowly blinked and side-glared James. Stirring his wine glass.
″Why did he come anyway...didn't he say no...″
Said James.
Mumford returns with a deadpan‚ ″'Think it's appropriate to talk like that?″
James shot out off his seat, but Sircotin was quick grab him and James is forced to sit down.
In calmness of his voice, Sircotin chuckles, breaking down the tension at the table. And with a warm smile he said‚ ″Hey now...Maybe i should fetch you some water, bud. Heh—you guys are really lost in those cups. ″
James grunts, he's irritated. Still he accepts the water given to him by Sircotin.
Sircotin followed‚ ″He's like uhh...a good canvas! Bit rough on the texture initially, but once you prime it, there's a lot of depth, James. He'll warm up to you I'm sure.″ his arms crossed rests upon the table.
To that, Mumford shook his head in denial. And Sircotin laughed seeing how his coworker recieved what he just said.
Minutes passed. 7:08 PM, how long were they in this place!? ....30 minutes passed, Corrina's phone buzzed. She clumsily picked it up, it was her husband....the way she speaks it was all over the place and the man on the other side, he sounds concerned asking her where she is why she isn't in the school she works at. Sircotin had to...take her phone and tell the address to her husband. Corrina was picked up. Then Bostco with the taxi. James was sober enough thanks to Sircotin, although he had to walk back to school to get his motor bike. And Mumford...he didn't notice the man's knocked out. "How?! He wasn't drinking too much was he?"
Heavily drunk, Mumford's slumped against the booth. Sircotin sighs.
Now how to get this man home...luckily you brought your bags with you. So there's one thing to think of...
Sircotin nudged the man's shoulder‚ ″Hey, Leighton.″
Sircotin leaned closer, suddenly his faced gets swatted. The older yelped, that smack left burning.
″Ah!— The fff...Okay.″ ...."really?..." Ouch.
″Leighton, wake up. You're not gonna live here are you?″
Mumford groans‚ ″You always hover around me...″
Sircotin scoffed‚ ″I'm not leaving, grouchy. Come on and giddy up!″
Mumford tries supporting his weight with his arms pressed on the table, one of his hands slipped, his elbow slamming the desk. Hm...how tipsy?
Sircotin on the other hand, he was guilty sneaking into Mumford's bag finding the man's ID for the home address...
″What are you doing?!″
″Um. Taking your address so i can ride you home?″
″GIVE ME THAT! ″ ‚ snatching away his belongings from Sircotin's grasp.
″I'll take a cab!″
″No...I don't think so...″
″No?...″ his voice pressed.
″Sir...Look at you. You look like a wet kitten...Not that you—nevermind. You just don't look great right now.″
″I said I'll take a cab.″
″I'm not your parent but i said what i said and I'm driving you home!″
″No your not.″ ‚ as he gathered enough strength to stand up his first two steps fumbled but the other manages to catch him. Sircotin swung the other's arm around his neck to lift Mumford's weak knees.
″Come on, Leighton. Shift your weight for me. You’re a big guy.″
— — —
The doors shuts and the engine roars. Sircotin turns on the radio, maybe play some good music while driving?
...
″Oh! You hear a sweet piano! And the song isss?...″
♪ When I, (when I~) ♪— ‚ ″uh skip, not feeling the Jackson 5′s right now...i mean "Who's Lovin' You" is a good song but playing that romantic feeling infront of your coworker? No that's awkward especially it's just you two. Next.″
Sircotin thought,
♪ I'm never gonna dance again, guilty feet have got no rhythm ♪ ‚″ —SKIP! SKIP, SKIP, SKIP!!! Oh my god!? Definitely not that!″ ‚ He screamed in his mind. ″"Careless Whisper".... Jesus... The next song? ″
♪ —Cry, I won't cry
No, I won't shed a tear
Just as long as you stand, stand by me~ ♪
″It's a good song...but. Uhh. Ben (E.) King, I'm sorry but I'm not feeling it today...″
He skipped again.
♪ Oh yes, ♪
with a quick pause followed the strums of a guitar,
♪ I'm the great pretender~ ♪
″Never heard of the song....″‚ still in his thoughts. ″Go on..?″
♪ Pretending I'm doing well
My need is such, I pretend too much
I'm lonely but no one can tell~ ♪
The song seems to speak to him...he makes sure to lower the volume so he doesn't disturb Mumford at the back.
The song continued.
The older man heard Mumford moaned in pain, Sircotin reached reached and adjusted his overhead mirror to look what was going on behind him. Mumford′s leaning against the car window while having some discomfort.
″Are you okay?″‚ Sircotin asked.
″Yes. It's just headache...focus on—road.″
″...″
″Jesus what did you even ordered?″
″...″
″A hard one.″
″–A hard one?! Sipping that makes you crazy and forget.″
″....″
Suddenly it began raining, ahead was a traffic. Although this doesn't seem too large of a traffic so this should be quick. Hopefully.
....9:40 PM.
″...″
Stuck in the car, still stuck in traffic. Then all of a sudden, Mumford asked.
″Where did everyone go?″
Sircotin answered‚ ″Oh, everyone? They—got home safely.″
″...″ While they wait, the song inside the car still continues and the driver hums to its blues melody.
Then, Mumford asks again.
″James?″
Out of nowhere Mumford asks about his "enemy", why would he do that? Why would he asked that? That's very...non character of him, guess the alcohol still hitting in head and that's making him "say things". Or perhaps he cares about the people who despises too no matter how mean they are to him, that's...virtuous..
″James? Yeah he walked back to school, probably to ride his bike and go.″‚ Sircotin answers again.
The song. The song reached its end...
♪ Pretending, that you're still around.~ ♪
″...″
″I thought you don't like James?″, Sircotin chuckles
Mumford narrowed his brows, ignored the question.
Sircotin sighed.
″I was joking anyway...″
″He says you're fake.″
″Do you think I'm fake?″‚ turning it around, Sircotin asked in a joking matter.
″An idiot.″‚ Said Mumford.
The other man scoffed, and smiled softly at his passenger's response.
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