Anthology

Practice Makes Perfect

2:37 AM

Zade: *drowsily* H-hello?

Andreau: ZEY-DEE! *giggles*

Zade: Andreau? Are you okay?

Andreau: Yeah! More than okay! *yawns*

Zade: *sits up; checks time on her phone* Andreau… it’s 2:37 am! Kakauwi mo pa lang ba?

Andreau: *snores lightly*

Zade: ANDREAU!

Andreau: HUH!? What happened?

Zade: Kakauwi niyo pa lang ba? Si Roldan?

Andreau: *mumbles* Dunno.. alone.. bed.. dance.. party.. bed.. alone..

Zade: *sighs* So nasa bahay ka na?

Andreau: Bed.. you’renotinit

Zade: *smiles* Are you drunk!?

Andreau: *snores again*

Zade: ANDREAU FRANCIS CORTEZ!!!

Andreau: Hmmm… nice bed.. alone… bed…

Zade: *laughs* You’re definitely drunk. Iniwanan ka ba ni Roldan ng tubig dyan?

Andreau: No. *sadly* Bakit wala ka dito?

Zade: Uhhmm.. kasi bawal?

Andreau: But why?

Zade: *smiles broadly* Just because, Andreau. Matulog ka na nga. Magkikita naman tayo mamaya sa dinner. And please please drink medicine before sleeping. You don’t want a raging hangover later. I’ll be pissed.

Andreau: *chuckles* You should be here. Can’t get my shirt off. He—

Zade: *blushes* Oh shut up. Matutulog na ako, okay? See you later.

Andreau: *sighs and happy murmurs*  S’later, Mrs. Cortez. I love you, Mrs. Cortez.

Zade: *grins widely* Two more days, Andreau. I love you, too. Now.. sleep.

Andreau: Just.. practicing. Practice makes pe— *sounds of throwing up*

Zade: I’m marrying a drunkard. *smiles happily as she goes inside Andreau’s room*

[I love my idiots.]