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She knocked on his bedroom door and no one answered. It was already half past nine when she got to his almost empty house, the notes on the fridge reminding her that the folks were out for the weekend. Slowly pushing the door open, she was welcomed by a hanging cardboard with an arrow hastily painted on it. It was pointing towards the ceiling but when she lifter her head, there was nothing there, except for the brown marks drawn by the leak on the roof.
She looked around, trying to find any traces of him and there was none. It started to worry her, after realizing that it was beyond unusual for him to message “i need u 2nyt. pls drop by the haus asap… i mean, f u can. tnx!”, especially on a Friday, when he’s supposed to be out getting wasted with friends.
And then she heard a familiar sound- the strumming of a guitar, and it dawned on her that it was coming from the rooftop.
“Is he being emo again?”, asked her, while rolling her eyes. She has gotten used to his bouts of self-pity and depression, where he’d sulk in the corner of his room and do a CSI or Scrubs or House marathon. But this time, it’s different because he actually went on the roof and played the guitar. He was only 14 when he attempted to learn the instrument.
The rooftop was an unchartered territory for her. After thinking long and hard of ways to get on the roof, she finally decided to let it go and take the fire exit ladder, which she never even knew existed. And on her last step, she looked up and saw what would be her “true-love snapshot”, according to Mitch Albom.
He was seated on a plaid mat, hopelessly and tragically playing his guitar and wearing his favorite already faded “I SURVIVED SAGADA” shirt. The 2 lit candles, she recognized, were from the altar in the living room. He prepared chips, a thermos of hot chocolate and bought a box of cake. She loves cake.
Barefoot, she walked up to him and gave out a hearty laugh.
“Stop laughing at me!”, he said with that half-pout, half-smile expression that just drives her nuts.
“I’m not laughing at you, I’m just… laughing. Period. Is it a crime to laugh now?”
“Hey, you gotta admit. You didn’t expect this.”
She smiled, nodded and sat beside him.
“What’s the event? It’s not our anniversary, not our monthsary, not my birthday, not your birthday.”
“Well, nothing, really. I just thought I’d be cheesy and Dawson-ish for a night.”
“Dawson-ish. I like that. But you were never the sensitive Dawson, Mr. Pacey-Wacey, and let us not even go there.”
He laughed for a bit and then got quiet.
“Do you really want to know what and why?”, he said, looking down on his feet. “Three years ago tonight, something happened.”
She quickly tried to recall any monumental thing that might have occurred on February 27 three years prior but she was caught at a dead end.
“What?”
“You happened.”
Her heart tightened as he said that and she fought any urge to cry. They were never an emotional couple. No dramas, none of those scenes that make-up those melancholic Korean movies. She felt like she was being locked in that time, in that minute and everything was but surreal.
“I was on this rooftop, smoking, the night after I submitted my final thesis papers. And just out of nowhere, like a light bulb moment, it dawned on me that I wanted you. I wanted to be with you. After all that you’ve done, I just thought you deserve to hear it from my lips.”
He was looking straight ahead, as if lost in his own words while she inched her way to his side and rested her head on his shoulder. A few more minutes of crickets, breeze and silence, he felt the wetness on his shirt brought about by the streaming tears from her eyes.
“Hey, baby! C’mon, let’s drink the choco before it gets cold. Also, they ran out of Dunhill Frost so I just got you Morris instead.” and just like that, he snapped both of them out of that WB teen series moment.
“You do know I’ve upgraded, right? I don’t smoke Philip Morris anymore.”
“Okay, fine. I got reds. You want reds? Yes? No? I thought so…”
Their lovely night was spent munching on junk food, drinking Ovaltine, smoking cigarettes, playing cards, singing random 90’s pop songs and talking about life in general. Occassionally, they would cuddle, wrapped up in a blanket and in their PJ’s, watch the stars in their glory.
“Thank you, God.”, she whispered under her breath. “I’ll never trade this for anything.”
And with his arms around her body and her head on his chest, they both closed their eyes and drifted away to the music playing on his iPod. “I’ll stop the world and melt with you…”, sang Jason Mraz.
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Kring Elenzano (c)
for you, “Joni”
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This is just fiction though some of the lines have been said in real life.
Please excuse the fact that I’m rather cheesy today. Must be the hormones. Or the fact that I’m BADLY missing somebody. Or demmet, it must be that Koryan film I watched last night, ugh! Seriously though, that scene I just wrote about is and has always been my ultimate dream date. Forget about fancy restos/movies/joyrides/museum trips/etc. Rooftop + STARS + the one you care for = OMGLUV!
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October 1st, 2008 at 12:36 pm
“You happened.” ZOMFG! More cheese, please
October 1st, 2008 at 1:06 pm
that is just heart-melting, hearing those words from a guy (most guys wouldn’t speak up like that).
October 1st, 2008 at 1:24 pm
Best part of the story. I mean, I’ve never met someone who would remember little things like the first day the friendship started, first date, the proposal, and all that. And how I wish that scene will happen. That would be sweet. And I can see some personal touches on the story, the symbols like the ‘I Survived Sagada’ shirt. Seems you can’t really get enough of your Sagada experience. LOL.
And you know what, I actually remember the first time I met with my special friend: January 16, lunch break around 1PM, my first friend in college practicing “More Than Words” with his two group mates, including her. Crush ko na siya since first term ng frosh year ko, but that’s the only time I was totally stunned by how she really looks like up close and personal – she frequently wears lolita clothing, by the way. I just got to say ‘Hi’ only to her because, yeah, I’m stunned. Haha. And she has the cutest smile and cheeks ever.
I wanted to treat her to somewhere next year on that day, but it seems that it will be only a plan. May ‘cold war’ kasi kami ngayon – the reason why I had a hard time making a comment on this post and the reason why I just said ‘Uh… wow” over your recent plurk. I finished it anyway because I really like the story that you wrote. Intense emotions can really inspire you to do things like making a short story or poem, which is cool.
By the way, be glad that this is my longest comment ever on a blog post.
October 1st, 2008 at 1:53 pm
a major: AWWWWW. :”>
October 1st, 2008 at 2:01 pm
@ Nan
*hands you a QBB*
You know what the crazy thing is? I just got that line from someone else. And I just happened to write this for him.
@ Ceemee
Inoeryt? I honestly think more guys should be more open/vocal about how they feel. ‘Coz their beloveds can up and leave anytime and it’s a pity that they won’t hear it straight from the guys. But that’s just how they are eh… Oh well. Thanks for dropping by again!
@ Writer
Man, props for that awesome comment and for sharing your story with me/us. No, really… Thank you! I hope next year would be better for you though! Kudos and see you around! *hugs*
@ Cars
*smiles*
October 1st, 2008 at 2:26 pm
Haaaaaaaay!
October 1st, 2008 at 3:55 pm
Sarap mainlove LOL
Meron din akong memorable “rooftop moment” with someone.
HAyyyyy..
(wala nang masabi nadala sa nabasa lol)
October 2nd, 2008 at 11:09 am
Rooftops are actually one of the few places where I think are romantic.
Watching the skyline on a clear nightsky: priceless.
October 2nd, 2008 at 6:01 pm
@ Riajose
LOLZ Si badet napa- “haaaayyyy” na lang. XD
@ Micamyx
Wala pa kong rooftop moment. Boo! Ahaha.. Parang Ria Jose lang?
@ Jake
I know! I honestly wish our rooftop is conducive for star-seeing and romantic moment.. >_< And that we have a skyline in Fairview, too.
October 2nd, 2008 at 8:08 pm
awww, this is so sweet!
post more of theseeee~
October 3rd, 2008 at 8:51 am
*sigh*
This is awesome Kringy. Reminds me of one of my few rooftop moments. Kaya lang yung kasama ko kausap ko lang sa cellphone. lolz.
Dream date indeed.
October 3rd, 2008 at 8:58 am
hmm. nice theme.
October 3rd, 2008 at 9:01 am
Now I know why I come here often
October 3rd, 2008 at 10:01 am
@ megumi
Thanks, dear! Though I’m not sure when my next “I’m inspired to write something cheesy” moment would be. XD
@ Coy
Awww.. You’ve had rooftop moments? Inggit ako! Lolz. Do I happen to know who that girl is?
@ Juned
Thanks, Juned! Uhm… You come here for the crack, the cheese or the layout? Ahehehe
October 6th, 2008 at 12:20 am
*lurking*
whats with the banner? *throws glitters and sparks*
October 6th, 2008 at 12:13 pm
Nyak. Mushy much?
October 7th, 2008 at 1:20 pm
@ reya
lam mo na… kelangan mag-panggap. lolz
@ Ade
Must be the hormones. 
Totally, dear..
October 7th, 2008 at 6:59 pm
OMFG! I thought my “manok” finally spoke up! Goddemin! I miss youuuuu! XD
October 7th, 2008 at 7:00 pm
Oh, and I love your banner. Soooo pretty!
October 7th, 2008 at 11:43 pm
And whoa! Your new banner is made of awesomez!
October 8th, 2008 at 10:50 am
Ohgaawd is this Kring?! LOL.
:d That’s just really cheesy, but I’m think I’m getting used with those cheesy lines I’ve been reading from bloggers lately.
C’mon, the headarrr!
October 8th, 2008 at 11:16 am
CHEESE IS THE NEW SEXY! -what a perfect title for this site:D
miss na kita…see yah soon!
October 9th, 2008 at 11:15 pm
waah! “you happened”… shet, ang gandaaaa!!!
October 9th, 2008 at 11:26 pm
@ Kai
Dear, really… Your manok has lost already. Ahaha! Tenchu and misyah!!
@ Nan
Salamat! That photoshoot was made of win. Thanks to Ino Innocencio ^_^
@ Kevin
Yes, it is indeed Kring. I’m rather photogenic and totez don’t look like that in person. XD
@ Shan
Who doesn’t love cheese!?!? I FAKKEN MISS YOU TOO WHEN ARE YOU GOING BACK TO MANILA. *glomps*
@ Sam
Salamat. And you gotta thanks someone else for that line.
October 15th, 2008 at 1:59 pm
cheesy!!!!
(pero kinilig ako!)
October 22nd, 2008 at 2:59 pm
i like it!
November 30th, 2008 at 7:34 pm
It looks like you really had a nice time
December 2nd, 2008 at 9:17 pm
“Forget about fancy restos/movies/joyrides/museum trips/etc. Rooftop + STARS + the one you care for = OMGLUV!”
I CAN TOTALLY RELATE. Many things has happened to me and WTF. THAT VERY NIGHT WAS SOMETHING I CANNOT GET OFF MY MIND. The way SHE looked. *sigh* O.M.G. *dies*
February 8th, 2009 at 12:24 pm
terrific!
nkaka-in-love naman!!!
haayy..mabuhay ang mga in-love! at hinde. hehe!
bket ansarap mag-mahal???!!!!
LOL…=D
February 24th, 2009 at 4:54 pm
this is my fave entry so far.
nice kring