pRetty, pRetty Boy
Big day at the office today!
It was Ciledug’s Competition 2007. I was hosting the Hit & Score
game and Jerry later told me, "Shirley, I believe you were talking
non-stop for an hour and a half!" (True, too)
We had a lot to do beforehand - what with the volleyball field had to
be prepared and all. In no time everybody was breaking a sweat,
including pRetty Boy. Still, much later when all of the competitions
had finished, I leaned in and took a sniff, "How come you still smell
so good?"
He looked extremely pleased. "Really? Could be the Trika I’m using
though." Ha. Trying to be modest when I knew how vain he can be.
Then he took the snack box out and asked if I’d like to be fed.
I melted on the spot.
Sigh. Just said goodbye an hour ago and already I’m missing him a lot.
He got someone to take our picture too, just the two of us… but my office just isn’t a safe place to take a photograph. As soon as a camera is taken out, everybody will pile up in front of it. And that’s what happened. Mau ‘tak sobek-sobek aja rasanya.
Huh.
