puppy-wabbit.
the other night, while we were walking along dela rosa on my way to work, he compared himself to the dog-turned-human in happy ghost 5 (known to us as magic to win, the one that starred kris aquino). for the last 2 hours, he had been sniffing at me every couple of minutes, trying to recall how i smelled when we first met 3 days ago.

the day before that, he told me how, as he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly recalled my scent: "as if you were standing before me." scents are often difficult to describe precisely and he couldn't say what exactly the scent was like. was i musky or sweaty or damp? well, he made it appear like it seemed like a pleasant smell so i didn't feel too conscious about it.

i told him i'm not really a "smell" person.

i told him about his toes, how i noticed it was painted with clear nail polish because it shone with reflected light while we were lying on his bed, trying to sleep. when he said he frequents forums, i told him i knew that already: he had this manner of moving his fingers in the air while he talked, imitating using the keyboards. his fingers were long and delicate; i joked he probably doesn't do a lot of house chores.

he would frequently pout deliberately and grin to show his dimples.

we've been observing each other, you see.