Saturday, January 14, 2006
I turned my head. Woah! O...M...G..."ok, what is this?" I thought.
Gloria opened the door.
G: " How many times did I told you to bring your own keys? My name is Gloria and I am NOT your maid."
T: " Alright, alright. I'm just joking mdm."
G: " We have a new flatmate, Mabel"
I stood up, still couldn't believe what I saw.
T: "Ha-low, I'm Tim! Ni hao ma?"
Me: " Erh... Fine... Good... So how's your work?"
Oops! That "how's your work" just slipped out of my mouth. There is a moment of silent between Tim and me.
T: "Haha, did I really surprised you? I'm so sorry if I do. But it's my extra earning." He fluttered his superficial eyelashes.
T: "I hope you don't mind, do you?" He looked at me doe-eyefully as he pouted his extremely red lips.
Me: "Nope. In fact I'm totally fine with it, totally dude. Heh heh." I don't know what I'm talking.
T: "Good! I'm relieved to hear that. You know, many people despise us in drag. I'm glad you like it."
I didn't say that.
T: " Oh my legs are so tired. Dear, don't leave your seat, I'll be right back." He took off his towering heels. The heels are higher than those woman wear, probably 5 to 6 inches, and tip-toed back to his room.
G: "Are you ok? Hope he didn't scare you with all those tinki-winki. Haha. I told you before."
Me: "Actually, I'm a bit shock." I placed the whole stick of Bourbon Chocoliere into my mouth. "Haw 'ong has he been working as a drag queen?"
T (shouting from the room): " 2 years, 3 months and 20 days to be exact." He heard that and came out of the room with his make-up removed and dress changed. " I don't always drag. I only do it when my friend needs help at his bar. I'm working in the fashion industry. I'm a in-house designer."
I felt something fishy when I saw Gloria grinning.
Me: "Oh really? That's good. You better pamper us with nice clothes. We depend on you." I chuckled and winked cheekily once again.
T: "Indeed! Your inner beauty depends on me. Haha. In fact I design lingerie for Tangs. Heh heh heh. Surprise, surprise, I'm always surprising people." "I do customize bras. You know, some people have different sizes. It's hard for them to find a fitting bra. You name what, you got what. So do you need my help? Women with normal size are welcome." He talked while he acted the situation out with his hands like nobody's business.
Me :"Er... Hehheh... no thanks. I have plenty of bras and panties."
Soon, this day ended. Many things have happened all at once. Moving to my new crib, meeting 2 interesting housemate with interesting backgrounds. I just can't imagine what will happen to my life in the future.
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Next: chapter 3: The psychopath from storey 7
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