"Tangina naman Isin, umagang umaga, chichirya?" Reklamo ni Sunoo kaya naman isa-isa kong kinuha iyun pero pinigilan nya ako. "Joke lang 'di naman 'to mabiro!"
Hindi ko na sya sinagot at nakisiksik nalang sa kabilang side nya. Yuna was on his other side. They were all still busy writing but eating at the same time.
Hindi naman talaga sila 'yung totally kokopyahin lahat.
"Idea lang kukunin ko." Like what Sunoo always said.
"So..." after some minutes, Yuna seems to finish her activity. Catching my attention already with her "chika" of the day.
"So?" I asked. Yuna stood and sat beside Sunoo. Earning a slap on her shoulder for making the busy Sunoo move on his seat.
"Last friday." She cheekily said with her brows moving up and down.
"It's the 24th." Yuna rolled her eyes in annoyance, slumping a piece of potato chips in her mouth.
"Argh! Are we gonna start with this?"
I just shrugged my shoulders as if I wasn't able to get her point.
"You really wanna do this?" Yuna asked.
"Oh no, wait for me you guys. Matatapos na ako!" Sunoo yelled in, I don't know. Excitement with the fact that he was near finishing his activity, or the fact that he will soon be joining us in Yuna's "chika" of the day. Either way, I don't care.
"Fine! The stranger on your bed?" I raised a brow to Yuna, indicating for her to continue. Because honestly, even I was the one who told them about THAT, uhm, scenario? I myself don't clearly remember, as in, none, anything, I can't recall anything about what I've said to them through video call when I called them on the Saturday afternoon right after I woke up from that day.
"She pretends." Dongpyo commented.
I rolled my eyes and grabbed a piece on Yuna's bag of chips.
"Did I really called you guys?"
"What the fu- okay.? Okay!" Yuna exclaimed and aggressively rummaged through her bag to grab her phone and scrolled through it. I waited patiently. Not even peeking on her phone.
"Ohh, she prepared." Dongpyo.
"Here!" Yuna then shoved in front of my eyes her phone. I needed to squint my eyes small to be able to see what's on her screen when I pushed it away.
"The fuck? Distance, please." I rolled my eyes and looked at her phone once again.
Upon seeing the photo, unwanted memories kept flooding on my head. But I didn't show them, instead, portray my usual straight face when I analyzed the tricky question on our accounting subject.
Chapter 1 Weakshit
Comincia dall'inizio
