room 1390

i was at furama hotel for a work thing today.
since Hunny's office is just across the road, i thought - cool, maybe we could meet up for lunch.
it has been a long while since we last caught up with each other.
specially since he missed the last gathering with the uni classmates.

so i texted him:

eveeleva: yo, u @werk? i'm at furama hotel all day today. wanna lunch?
hunny: sure.
eveeleva: i'll be done about 12.30pm. should i come by?
hunny: come to rm1390
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hubby: just come to the front of the building lah.


later when we met, outside MOM building, he said, ' Why you never respond about Room 1390? '.

i answered innocently, 'i dunno what you were talking bout lor. i not familiar with your office building what. plus i was in the midst of doing something else, and didn't have time to reply'.

i then asked, 'so what's so special about Room 1390?'

he pointed up to the furama hotel rooms we were walking past and saying, 'oits, Room 1390 lah? You goondoo or what'

we both broke out laughing. i was super-goondoo lor.
laughed and laughed i did, after cheekily swatting him on the arm.
that's Hunny for you.
all we did in UNI was engage in harmless dirty and suggestive talk...
then again, i did engage in such conversations with more than just Hunny.
There was YJ, MarKuzz...and god knows who else.

Lol.

Needless to say, i had a laughter-filled lunch.