“Calm down, man. It’s not the end of the world.”
David says comfortingly as Henry paced up and down his room, trying to fathom what just happened between him and Sarah. He has a lot of questions going through his mind that he has no answers to. He feels hurt. He feels useless. He feels like Sarah was being too extra with her reaction. Still, he cannot help but wonder many things about her.
“What if she leaves me? Can I survive it with everything going on? Can I live with the fact that the only girlfriend I have ever had left him because I’m poor?”
He feels helpless as he wonder about all these questions. He just wants her back. She is his anchor. She is the main reason he believe that he still have some good things left in his life. She is the main reason for his happiness.
“I can’t lose her, David. I can’t!”
Henry cries to his friend as his slump down on the couch beside him, while he just gives him a reassuring look that comforts him that everything will be okay.
He called David over to his place the moment Sarah walked out on him. He has been disturbed and David is the only person he feels connected to at the moment. But even his presence there hasn’t helped much with easing up the way Henry feels.
"You are jumping to conclusions, bro. She never said she was breaking up with you, right? She just said she cannot cope with your condition. Isn't that right?"
David’s question resonates deeply with Henry as he tries to remember Sarah’s exact words. And true, she never really said she was breaking up with him, and just the thought of that makes a relieved smile grace his face. Maybe he is just overthinking things.
“You’re right, man. She never said it was over. We are still together!”
Henry feels like the weight of the world has just been lifted off his shoulder as he smiles instinctively again. However, as he stops jubilating, some hidden message in David's words finally resonates with him, getting him confused again.
“But wait, why did you say it like that?” Henry asks.
“Like what?”
“Like there is a hidden meaning in your words of consolation.”
“Is there?”
“Stop with this back and forth, David. I am your best friend. You should tell me if you have something to share.”
Henry sighs, hoping David will just open up to him, while also secretly hoping that his concerns will not be about the relationship between him and Sarah. He wouldn’t want him standing against his relationship now.
“Um, I don’t know how to say this, man. I just can’t help but feel like this lady isn’t reciprocating the energy you give her. Do you understand?” He asks.
“What do you mean? She has a different way of showing her love.” Henry defends Sarah.
“Why won’t you say that? You are blinded by your love for her.”
“What do you mean? She’s my girlfriend. It is expected of me to defend her.”
"I am not saying that is wrong, man," David says again, trying to clear his throat before continuing.
“I’m just saying you love her way more than she loves you. When I see you two together, I only see love in your eyes, not hers. You may say she has a different way of showing her love to you, but I just can’t see the energy she is putting into your relationship. You seem to be the only one trying hard for things to work.”
A part of Henry wants to believe what David just said, he has also been seeing these signs from her for over a few months now, but he cannot let himself believe it. He cannot let himself believe that the only person who loves him for who he is may not even love him at all.
“Stop with this, David. You don’t know Sarah like I do.” Henry says curtly.
“Are you sure? Or you are just lying to yourself?”
“I say stop it, okay? I’m not gonna let you badmouth my girlfriend because of your skepticism.” Henry snaps.
“Believe whatever you want to believe, bro. But I know you, and I know you are one of the smartest people alive. I also know you know how to discern what is good and bad for you. I’m not gonna pressure you into anything, you know you will always have my support in whatever you do. And that is because I trust you enough to always make the right decision for yourself.”
David gives Henry another one of his epistles that seems like they are comforting, but deep down, they will launch him into a series of soul-searching and self-reflection. As much as he tries to believe in what he has with Sarah, he cannot help but feel like there is some truth in David's concern.
“Enough with your boring love life, man.” David throws a playful jab at him as he stands up.
“I came here to celebrate your new apartment with you, I didn’t come here to discuss love with you. So get your ass up, let’s do some celebrations.”
David says jokingly as he goes to where he dropped his back on the side of the room and brings out two bottles of beer, making Henry let out heart laughter instantly while forgetting about his worries for the moment.
“You just made my day, man.” Henry smiles at him, he is really happy he is his friend.
"What can I say? I love saving your ass." David jokes.
The both of them forget their worries for the moment as they both drink to the success of Henry’s new apartment. For that moment, Henry forgets that he has a love crisis, he forgets the problem waiting for him at work, and he forgets how pitiful his life is. Instead, he just focus on enjoying the present moment with his best friend.
“But I must say, man. You are really doing well for yourself. I love the bold step you have just taken with getting your own apartment. I’m proud you are my friend.”
David says proudly as he looks around the room with so much adoration and pride evident on his face. His happiness for his friend looks so genuine that Henry’s mind cannot help but go back to just one person; Sarah.
This was all he ever wanted from her. That was the reason why he invited her over. He just wanted her to be proud of me. He wanted her to see how hard He is really trying to give us both a better life. He wanted her to be as proud of him as David is at the moment.
“Does wanting all these make me unreasonable?”
The city streets are bathed in the soft glow of the evening lights as Sarah briskly walks away from the shattered remains of what she once considered a relationship. The distant hum of traffic seems to echo the turmoil within her. She can't endure another moment with Henry, a man whose financial troubles have left their mark on both his apartment and their connection.Sarah, with her radiant beauty and curves that turn heads, feels a sense of superiority. She's convinced she could have any man she desires, and Henry's impoverished circumstances have become too much for her to bear. As she walks, her mind is already concocting a plan to liberate herself from the shackles of a relationship she deems unworthy of her allure.The cityscape, with its towering buildings, reflects the towering ego within Sarah. Her steps are confident, and her eyes, adorned with a touch of disdain, survey the world around her. She feels entitled to a life of opulence, one that Henry, with his threadbare pocke
The sterile office environment seems to amplify Henry's sense of desolation as he shuffles through the entrance, his heart still heavy with the fresh wounds of a broken relationship. The fluorescent lights overhead cast a harsh glow, reflecting the inner turmoil that clouds his eyes. The once-familiar surroundings now feel alien, as if mocking the shattered pieces of his personal life.As Henry mechanically takes his position as the company's gateman, his usual warm greetings to the employees entering the building are replaced with a vacant nod. His mind is a whirlwind of emotions, and the weight of heartbreak is palpable with each passing moment.Just when Henry thinks the day can't possibly get any worse, the ominous presence of Mr. George, the overbearing and abusive boss, looms over him. Mr. George, a man with a penchant for cruelty and an ego that rivals the skyscrapers surrounding the office building, eyes Henry with a disdain that makes his heart sink even lower."Henry," Mr. G
“I’m definitely going to get it right one day!”Henry gives himself the pep talk that has become an important part of every morning in his life. It is silly, He knows. But He just can’t help it. He is all by himself, lonely and frustrated.He was so naïve to think life after school would be soft on him. Had it been he knew better, he would’ve compromised all the effort and attention he put into his academics. Because seriously, there’s no point to it. He is done with school, yet he is still living in shambles.“Are you ready for ABI Conglomerate?” He shout out jokingly to his best friend who is already in the living room, waiting impatiently for him.“Yeah, you're funny!” David replies to him with a sarcastic toothy grin that makes him smile.“Come on, stop being grumpy. It’s just a job interview. I’ve gone to thousands of it for me to know that it is nothing to feel anxious about.”He says nonchalantly, trying so hard not to sound pathetic. But David being David, will always notice.
“Good morning.”This will be the sixth time Henry will be saying the same words to six different workers of the company. He get that is how it is going to be for him hence on, greeting the people He is supposed to be working with respectfully while they all reply to him with their noses as if they've got no mouth.“It’s going to get better.”He does the thing he do best, reassure himself that everything will be miraculously okay when he knows deep down within himself that they are just his wishful thinking.He is broken out of his self-pity session when a beautiful-looking Black Mercedes car stops just outside the gate, honking impatiently for him to open the gate as if the car didn't just arrive about a second ago.He doesn’t need the genius to tell him who that is, for some reason, he already know who exactly can own that kind of car in such a company.He opens the gate hurriedly, running over to the side of the gate in order not to be crushed by the angry driver of the car, but he
“What is my offense again?”Henry is left to wonder this question over and over again in his mind as he stand idly beside Mr. George’s secretary who doesn’t seem to give a crap about him, even with the fact that he has been standing beside her for the past 32 minutes ever since she informed him that he is being summoned by Mr. George.A part of him wants to question the secretary about the time Mr. George would have his time, but he know that would be stupid of him. So he just bite his tongue hard in his mouth, preventing himself from blurting out the wrong word that may cost him his job.After some time that feels like forever, Mr. George finally places a call to his secretary through the intercom for Henry to come into his office. So without wasting any moment, he makes his way diligently and carefully to Mr. George office’s doorway, trying his best not to give in to the tiredness of his leg after standing for over an hour without any tangible reason.He knock politely on his offi
“I thought you wouldn’t return. You were supposed to be here 20 minutes ago. I only gave you an hour.”These are the first words Henry get from his boss after trying so hard to keep to the unreasonable time he gave him earlier. Now, he is going back on his words, because he can’t understand how 90 minutes has turned into an hour.“I wonder why I pitied him earlier.”"I'm sorry, sir," He says the words I feel he his boss wants to hear."Apologies won't cut it next time. I'm a man of my word, and I am very time-conscious. So when I tell you to keep to a specific time, you do it, especially when you are being sent on an official errand. Do you understand me?"Henry nod consistently to all the words that come out of his mouth, although he know that everything is wrong about all he has just said. What he sent him wasn't official, he know it deep down within his guts, and it was also confirmed by the recipient's reaction when she got the letter. No one would react to an official letter lik
“Not bad!”Henry sigh tiredly as he look around his new apartment after about four hours of trying to make it look more decent and less of the way he got it rented out to him. It was a piece of garbage when he first saw it, but this is the only apartment he can afford at the moment. He is glad he can finally make it look more inviting.As he slumps down on the only couch he have tiredly, he pick up his phone and call the only person who has been on his mind since he got the apartment, Sarah.She is the reason he hurries up his apartment hunting. he knows she hated it whenever she came over to the house where he used to live with David. She is the type that loves her privacy, so she always feels like David's presence in the house when she wants quality time with her man is uncomfortable.“Sarah, come on. I already apologized. I said I’m sorry.” Henry says immediately when she answers the call with a grumble.It has been two days since the call she gave at the office. You can a
The sterile office environment seems to amplify Henry's sense of desolation as he shuffles through the entrance, his heart still heavy with the fresh wounds of a broken relationship. The fluorescent lights overhead cast a harsh glow, reflecting the inner turmoil that clouds his eyes. The once-familiar surroundings now feel alien, as if mocking the shattered pieces of his personal life.As Henry mechanically takes his position as the company's gateman, his usual warm greetings to the employees entering the building are replaced with a vacant nod. His mind is a whirlwind of emotions, and the weight of heartbreak is palpable with each passing moment.Just when Henry thinks the day can't possibly get any worse, the ominous presence of Mr. George, the overbearing and abusive boss, looms over him. Mr. George, a man with a penchant for cruelty and an ego that rivals the skyscrapers surrounding the office building, eyes Henry with a disdain that makes his heart sink even lower."Henry," Mr. G
The city streets are bathed in the soft glow of the evening lights as Sarah briskly walks away from the shattered remains of what she once considered a relationship. The distant hum of traffic seems to echo the turmoil within her. She can't endure another moment with Henry, a man whose financial troubles have left their mark on both his apartment and their connection.Sarah, with her radiant beauty and curves that turn heads, feels a sense of superiority. She's convinced she could have any man she desires, and Henry's impoverished circumstances have become too much for her to bear. As she walks, her mind is already concocting a plan to liberate herself from the shackles of a relationship she deems unworthy of her allure.The cityscape, with its towering buildings, reflects the towering ego within Sarah. Her steps are confident, and her eyes, adorned with a touch of disdain, survey the world around her. She feels entitled to a life of opulence, one that Henry, with his threadbare pocke
“Calm down, man. It’s not the end of the world.”David says comfortingly as Henry paced up and down his room, trying to fathom what just happened between him and Sarah. He has a lot of questions going through his mind that he has no answers to. He feels hurt. He feels useless. He feels like Sarah was being too extra with her reaction. Still, he cannot help but wonder many things about her.“What if she leaves me? Can I survive it with everything going on? Can I live with the fact that the only girlfriend I have ever had left him because I’m poor?”He feels helpless as he wonder about all these questions. He just wants her back. She is his anchor. She is the main reason he believe that he still have some good things left in his life. She is the main reason for his happiness.“I can’t lose her, David. I can’t!”Henry cries to his friend as his slump down on the couch beside him, while he just gives him a reassuring look that comforts him that everything will be okay.He called David o
“Not bad!”Henry sigh tiredly as he look around his new apartment after about four hours of trying to make it look more decent and less of the way he got it rented out to him. It was a piece of garbage when he first saw it, but this is the only apartment he can afford at the moment. He is glad he can finally make it look more inviting.As he slumps down on the only couch he have tiredly, he pick up his phone and call the only person who has been on his mind since he got the apartment, Sarah.She is the reason he hurries up his apartment hunting. he knows she hated it whenever she came over to the house where he used to live with David. She is the type that loves her privacy, so she always feels like David's presence in the house when she wants quality time with her man is uncomfortable.“Sarah, come on. I already apologized. I said I’m sorry.” Henry says immediately when she answers the call with a grumble.It has been two days since the call she gave at the office. You can a
“I thought you wouldn’t return. You were supposed to be here 20 minutes ago. I only gave you an hour.”These are the first words Henry get from his boss after trying so hard to keep to the unreasonable time he gave him earlier. Now, he is going back on his words, because he can’t understand how 90 minutes has turned into an hour.“I wonder why I pitied him earlier.”"I'm sorry, sir," He says the words I feel he his boss wants to hear."Apologies won't cut it next time. I'm a man of my word, and I am very time-conscious. So when I tell you to keep to a specific time, you do it, especially when you are being sent on an official errand. Do you understand me?"Henry nod consistently to all the words that come out of his mouth, although he know that everything is wrong about all he has just said. What he sent him wasn't official, he know it deep down within his guts, and it was also confirmed by the recipient's reaction when she got the letter. No one would react to an official letter lik
“What is my offense again?”Henry is left to wonder this question over and over again in his mind as he stand idly beside Mr. George’s secretary who doesn’t seem to give a crap about him, even with the fact that he has been standing beside her for the past 32 minutes ever since she informed him that he is being summoned by Mr. George.A part of him wants to question the secretary about the time Mr. George would have his time, but he know that would be stupid of him. So he just bite his tongue hard in his mouth, preventing himself from blurting out the wrong word that may cost him his job.After some time that feels like forever, Mr. George finally places a call to his secretary through the intercom for Henry to come into his office. So without wasting any moment, he makes his way diligently and carefully to Mr. George office’s doorway, trying his best not to give in to the tiredness of his leg after standing for over an hour without any tangible reason.He knock politely on his offi
“Good morning.”This will be the sixth time Henry will be saying the same words to six different workers of the company. He get that is how it is going to be for him hence on, greeting the people He is supposed to be working with respectfully while they all reply to him with their noses as if they've got no mouth.“It’s going to get better.”He does the thing he do best, reassure himself that everything will be miraculously okay when he knows deep down within himself that they are just his wishful thinking.He is broken out of his self-pity session when a beautiful-looking Black Mercedes car stops just outside the gate, honking impatiently for him to open the gate as if the car didn't just arrive about a second ago.He doesn’t need the genius to tell him who that is, for some reason, he already know who exactly can own that kind of car in such a company.He opens the gate hurriedly, running over to the side of the gate in order not to be crushed by the angry driver of the car, but he
“I’m definitely going to get it right one day!”Henry gives himself the pep talk that has become an important part of every morning in his life. It is silly, He knows. But He just can’t help it. He is all by himself, lonely and frustrated.He was so naïve to think life after school would be soft on him. Had it been he knew better, he would’ve compromised all the effort and attention he put into his academics. Because seriously, there’s no point to it. He is done with school, yet he is still living in shambles.“Are you ready for ABI Conglomerate?” He shout out jokingly to his best friend who is already in the living room, waiting impatiently for him.“Yeah, you're funny!” David replies to him with a sarcastic toothy grin that makes him smile.“Come on, stop being grumpy. It’s just a job interview. I’ve gone to thousands of it for me to know that it is nothing to feel anxious about.”He says nonchalantly, trying so hard not to sound pathetic. But David being David, will always notice.