Room 407

I was along Paseo de Roxas, Ayala Avenue just a few minutes before 10 PM, but unlike the usual scenery where everything is loud and bright, it was quite the opposite. There were a few people on the street like me, standing on the sides, but I'm actually not sure why we were there. No vehicles were passing through, and a group of police officers in the middle near the road blockages could be seen from where I was standing.

I looked down my watch and it said it was already past 15 minutes after 10. A seemingly Chinese or Japanese restaurant (I'm not quite sure, the wooden furnitures with black metal accents make me assume it’s either of the two) was at the corner of the street, and while such establishments would be closed by that time, its lights were invitingly on. I didn't know where to go and what to do, as going home didn't seem possible at that moment so I went inside. Some restaurant staff in white smiled at me and seemed excited as if they know me, but their faces were a blur. Although if I would have to describe them, it feels like they're from some Asian drama series playing friends of the main guy character.

Enter my high school classmate who happened to be working at the restaurant as a chef. A lot of customers were still inside and it seemed like it wasn’t closing. It was crowded and there was no space for me to stay so I went back outside. I browsed through my Instagram Stories instead and saw a post of a girl (it's honestly weird that this girl's someone I encountered in one of my previous jobs without any deep interaction and I'm not even following her account) where she was on a video call with someone who turned out to be my high school classmate. Lol I got mad as if I had the right that I went inside the restaurant again and confronted him about the call. He was shocked and kind of got embarrassed but it seemed like my reaction was expected since his "restaurant friends" didn't mind and he explained to me that the girl was staying at a separate room upstairs, somewhere between room 404 or 405 or 406. He was saying something like he already said yes to her and some another girl, and arranged it prior to my appearance there but it's just 10:30 in the evening and he would just ditch them and that I should stay with him in his room at 407 l o l w t f. He assisted me to go upstairs which was apparently a ladder.