I woke up at 6am at Gabriel's place and he groggily woke up to put me on a cab home. I tried my best to stay awake but I dozed off once I got home and before I knew it, I was (slightly) late for Gabriel's visiting for today. I dressed up and tried to head over anyway but he called me and told me to go home and I did.
He continued with a tirade of accusations and anger long after I reached home and plopped myself on my bed, equally pissed at him. He started telling me his family is now in a uproar over my lateness and he shouted at everyone, leading his dad to leave home and his mum to break down. And he was blameless, shoving it all on me. I ignored it.
But then, something remarkable happened.
He actually saw his mistake this time.
It is a Chinese New Year miracle.
He understood that everyone was fired up because he started shouting first, and that whatever consequence that followed was a manifestation of his first raised voice. And he apologized to his dad, his mum, and saved the most loving one for me, holding me close when he saw me patiently waiting for him at his first stop of the day, despite everything that transpired.
We had a lovely day after that :)
And at night, it was my turn to lose it.
I was at my aunt's place and promised a 8pm departure. But 8.05pm rolled by and nobody moved their ass so in a fit of frustration, I announced my leaving and Gabriel quickly took after me. It wasn't anyone there who ticked me off. It was just me hating work tomorrow and wanting to go home to just turn in early.
We took a bus and I ignored him at first, even though he didn't do anything wrong. He kept asking what's upsetting me but I refused to answer. We sat on opposing seats as the rest were taken and when the seat next to him freed up, I ignored it. He texted me asking me to scoot over, so I did. I pouted as I sat and he started to pick me up as if I was a stranger.
"Hello! Where's a pretty girl like you going?"
"Humph."
"What are you angry about? You can share with me.
"I'll tell you! I-" and as I started to hit his arm like usual and then sink my head into his chest, he dramatically looked away from me and grumbled, "Wow this is a little too much for me."
And with that, all my anger melted away.
He continued to keep up the stranger act even though I kept grumbling about it. But it did work because I felt more comfortable talking to him as if he was a stranger and I started it unload it all on him. And it went on like that till we reached Clementi, where he switched tactics.
He started to talk about everything in a sing-song voice. He said he's pissy about missing Les Miserables and hence declared he will sing everything opera-style from there till we reached home. Some of my beloved lyrics include:
"Oh I'm so hungry, so hunnnnngry!"
"Nobody has the keys to open the dooOOOR!"
"I cannot eat anymore because I am losing weighttttt."
We set up our newest guilty pleasure (okay he is not guilty, only I am) Fullmetal Alchemist and laid back in my bed. I was resting on him and he had to lie uncomfortably to prop me up and I think the last thing he did to adorably end off my night was pat my head throughout the episodes, combing my hair with his fingers and stroking my head whenever the scary parts come.
I fell asleep feeling like the most blessed girl in the world.
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