2.

Summer
OF COURSE, fiction is just a work of imagination. I might be fictional, but getting bumped by
with a guy with long hair is different. And I realized at the same time, world of fiction really
exist.
Middle summer of my two months here in England. Presumably, I sleep walking to my kitchen.
My pajamas hang above my navel and without a shirt. A newspaper folded into half, with a face
of Angelina Jolie and Johnny Deep as the face of Finding Yamashita Treasure, headline on the
“DAILY NEWSPAPER”. Which I thought, their new upcoming movie. There is something
magical about it, as the Philippines would be featured as the setting of the movie.
And right the window is the silhouette of Apollo standing. I almost don’t recognize him, as I am
still sleepy. He has the intimidated face as he keeps staring at me.
All I can do, is give him my deepest yawn.
This particular tune-up, when I realize that it’s late in the morning. That’s why Apollo is there.
I shake my head. “What time is it?” I say.
“It time, that I’m going to kill you.” He said.
My heart sinking into the deepest ocean. As my boss, scolded me. I swallow my guilt and
annoyance that bubbling into my cocoon.
Apollo looks around my room sadly, while he’s getting a piece of envelope on his backpack.
He handed it to me. “For what?” I dumbfounded asked.
It was written on the envelope, CELEBRATING MAYOR’S 70th BIRTHDAY.
“He want you to be their guest.” He said, opened my robe to find a suit for me this afternoon.
Apollo is my manager since the start of my career. I know, I am not that known actor in the
country. I am a fucking trying hard in this generation with my first two movies, fuck all veterans.
The first one was sucked. Fortunately, we are able to earn the unexpected revenue for the movie.
And I don’t expect much for this second one would literally make me to the most rated actor in
the country.
It took me a couple minutes when I realized I am half naked while standing in front of the mirror.
Apollo would disgust on me. For he doesn’t want me to get naked in front of him.
“What do you think to be a porn star?” Apollo click his tongue, while still looking for the best
suit in my cabinet.
He now started to disgust.
Mouthing on him in silence would literally got me suck on my job.