Never would I expect that the question would be asked, a question that made me felt even worse then how I was already felt.

Guest: "Where's Byrick?"

Me: (speechless)

Guest: "Today he off arh?"

Me: "He..." (cant even say, showed guest the notice on the bar counter)

Guest stunned, look at me.

Me: "Byrick met with an accident..." (cant continue, the notice says it all)

Guest also became speechless, shakes his head and head back to his sit.

Memories after memories have been repeatingly replaying in my head. Right from the first day we met you and you interviewed us for work, we asking silly questions. All the way down to the times at work no matter where it was, the mistakes we did but you guide us along, the late night movies at cineleisure, suppers we had together and also bowling sessions at Kim Seng bowl. All these memories and more of it, still so fresh in my memory, how could you have gone? Cant it just be some sick joke? Am i dreaming? I keep asking myself that. Though I chose to step into the F&b line, You were the one who made me enjoy being in this line, taught us well in all aspects of this industry yet having fun and all.

Just a few days back, we were just working together at Tasting Notes, and sms-ing. But the next everything became a blur for me and everyone else. Tears after tears rolled down our cheeks, feeling of emptiness have developed in me, feeling like a empty shell right now, seeing you lying in the coffin, my tears became uncontrollable, how I wish we could just shake you awake and let it all be a joke. Let it be the joke of the year, let it be another "april fool's" joke, how I just wish it was. Here we are all in pain, crying, looking back, everything seems as though it was just yesterday, yesterday that you interviewed us, yesterday that I was working for you, yesterday that you silently appearing up my back and scared me...