the next day, I woke up early. As Señorito wanted, before sinco, I was in his room.

I knocked softly and waited another more than two minutes before I opened it.

As usual, he's shirtless.

I don't know if this is really its habit, not to wear a top.

"Come in."

I was bent over and embarrassed to enter.

"I want you to pack my things. Fit the important clothes in one bag"

My lips parted as it shook. that's probably what he said at length in the Filipino language. Surprising because even though it still sounds foreign, its pronunciation is correct and straightforward.

I smiled and nodded.

"You should...