NOTE-This story that I'm about to share here isn't mine I just saw it somewhere years ago and saw it yesterday again. I just translated some words since it was written in a dialect from my country. and I just thought of sharing it here.
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DAMAY-DAMAY na this hahaha.

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He is my boyfriend.

His part time job is writing stories; basically an author. Having an author as a boyfriend is a privilege, he understand me perfectly. he created solutions to our problems and that's why we lasted for years.

We met at jollibee, typical story. There weren't many vacant seats and tables at that time. and then I spotted his seat and he wasn't with anyone at that moment so he offered me to sit with him. And after that we became friends. he said he was an author to a publishing house.

We created a friendly atmosphere and eventually we shared our secrets. He likes chocolates, he loves cats more than dogs. He hates cockroaches and loves ham and eggs.

He even confessed through a story about me catching his eye on jollibee eating stupidly like theres no tomorrow. And he courted me on our second year and I've returned the favor when we were third year. We had our moments, we drink together, we go to beach together and sometimes we just sit next to each other and simply watch the...