So after a long time, we have chapter three!! Oh yeah!

Rafael wakes up to another glorious morning of paper pushing and menial tasks to do, same is true for Eugenio who wakes up with a lot of zest in his heart, not to mention that he has some posters of the FCB32 to wake up to. It was morning once more and the streets were filled with joy, the sound of the train grinding the rails and a bunch of people in swimming trunks. Wait, swimming trunks? Well, apparently it was summer and people were preparing to have plans for their little summer vacation. Eugenio and Rafael meetup at the Tapa Cart where they decide to start breakfast like any normal manileño (person from manila). Myrna cooks up a fresh new batch of Tapa for the 4 patrons of the tapa cart, the other two patrons were obviously Rina and another regular named Jejemperor. Rina greeted the two gentlemen with a rather flirtatious smile, Rafael was apathetic about it and wanted to just eat breakfast first before doing some chit-chat with the self-proclaimed “Crush ng Bayan” (Crush of the entire community). Eugenio on the other hand, was sarcastically playing along with Rina with a little eye contact between the two of them. Rina asked Eugenio “Eugene, kamusta tulog mo kagabi?” (Eugene, how’s your night?), Eugenio replied smartly “Rina, ang ganda kasi…” (Rina, it was great cause…), Rina questioned the huge cafe attendant with a simple “What?”, then Eugenio happily said “Napanaginipan ko si Yuki ng FCB32, I love it!!! Ohhh Yeah!!!!!” (I dreamt of Yuki from FCB32, I love it!!!!!! Ohhhh yeah!!!!!!). Rina was at disgust when she heard those words and simply slapped Eugenio with a wad of bills. She couldn’t believe it that the guy who she thought liked her was actually just not attracted at all, Eugenio had a sadistic smirk on his face and afterwards took a bite from the crispy tapa that Myrna made. The cook, asked Eugenio about the tapa “Eugenio, sarap ng luto ko ngayon, tuloy ka lang sa kain!” (Eugenio, I cooked some great food today, keep on eating!). Then a few minutes later Jejemperor spoke a few words. Speaking in his own language he simply stated “GrEeTingZ, fElLoWw CitIzenSzsz. I aM tH3 jEjEmp3R0r, I aM hErE toD@y bEcaUszse oF sOme ExQuiZsziT3 SuPpLe3mEntZs. MoSt lIkelY frOm tHi5 lOv3lY ChEf AnD hEr fIne DeliCassiEs”. With a london-like accent, the Jejemperor spoke of various stories, from barbequing an entire crocodile somewhere in the pacific islands, to partying with a electropop band called LMAO at a country called Papua New Guinea, to almost being admitted to Tokyo University because he chose studying on his own accord. Eugene and the rest of the crew were kind of amazed at their regular’s stories. But there was an urban legend in the neighborhood that the Jejemperor was actually the lost grandson of an emperor in some far-off country in the Oceanian region. He rarely spoke tagalog, but could write more tagalog words. He also writes his SMS messages lYk thIZsz. For now, all they are doing is eat hash browns and listen to some stories from a possible heir of some island. Eugenio asked for some hot sauce while Rafael was in awe of his daily stories.