The Next 24 hours.
This is just a One Shot Story, dedicated to mah bestfriend na asawa ni Chanyeol at kaagaw ko kay Junhoe hahaha. Enjoy this labyaaaa.
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"There are things that we don't want to happen but have to accept. Things we don't want to know but have to learn, and people we can't live without but have to let go."
Once upon a time there was a girl who named Shanelle,
“Hoy Shan, lumilipad nanaman yang utak mo ah.” Biglang sigaw ni Lene’ saakin. Ugh ako nanaman ang nakita netong babaeng to.
“Haha, puro hangin kasi laman kaya lumilipad lipad kung saan saan eh.” Aubrey said habang patawa tawa pa.
“Heh! Diyan naman kayo magaling eh ang pagtripan ang isang dyosang katulad ko.” Sabi ko at bahagyang umirap sa kanila.
“DYOSA?! Shanelle Jung, are you out of your mind? Dyosa, Oh my god. Hindi nakakatawa yang joke mo.” Sabi ni czyra at nag-acting pa na parang nasusuka.
“Hahahaha.” Napatingin naman ako kay Leila na patawa tawa lang sa tabi ko, at si Andrea na Busy sa kakakain.
“Hay naku lipat tayo ibang pwesto ang panget ng view.” Sabi ni Aubrey at sa isang direction lang nakatingin at sinundan ko yung tinitignan niya nakita ko si Jane at Chris na naglalandian sa Tapat ng pwesto namin dito sa Canteen.
“Hahaha bitter ka parin diyan, move on na bro.” Sabi ko at patawa tawa rin, yun oh nakabawi rin sa babaeng to.
“Move on? Wala naman siyang imo-move on eh hahaha.” Sabi ni Lene’ at nakitawa naman kami, yung mukha naman ni Aubrey priceless ganyan naman palagi yan pag pinag uusapan yung First Love niyang walang pake sakaniya si Chris.
“Leche kayo! Tss.” Sabi ni Aubrey sabay irap, Kumain na kaming anim. Lunch Break namin, pagkatapos namin kumain umalis na kami sa canteen at pumunta sa kabila naming territory ang rooftop.
“Ugh ang sakit nang ulo ko.” Sabi ni Czyra,
“Sus nagiinarte ka nanaman.” Sabi ni Aubrey,
BINABASA MO ANG
The Next 24 Hours (One Shot)
RandomI cry for the time that you were almost mine. I cry for the memories I've left behind. I cry for the pain, the lost, the old, the new, I cry for the times thought I had you.
