INT. CAR - AFTERNOON
1:44 p.m.
Marty was panting when she made it inside his car. Her hair was still damp and a bit disheveled, her lips were also pale and she brought a towelette with her so she could dry her hair in his car.
MARTY
Saan ba tayo pupunta? Bakit 'di ka nagsasabi?
HARLEY
Hindi ko rin alam, e.
MARTY
Anong hindi mo alam!
HARLEY
Ewan. Basta kasi kaninang nag-message ka, naisip ko na lang na pumunta dito.
MARTY
HA?
HARLEY
Roadtrip na lang tayo. Gusto mo?
MARTY
Aba malay ko sa 'yo! Ikaw 'tong biglang nag-aaya at nagpapasama!
Harley smiled at the sight of her cheeks turning pink with brows meeting in the middle, a crease on her forehead, and just . . . her—in her designated seat in his car.
HARLEY
Kahit saan, ha? Okay lang?
MARTY
Oo nga!
HARLEY
Kahit hiking?
MARTY
Stop the car siguro bababa na lang ako.
Harley chuckled.
HARLEY
Joke lang!
MARTY
Pero ano 'yong message mo kanina? As a friend din? 'Di mo pa sinasagot 'yong tanong ko.
But instead of answering, Harley decided to place in a location in his GPS, shrugging his shoulder for a subtle reply.
MARTY
So as a friend? Okay.
He chewed on his inner lip. Secretly shaking his head no for a more viable and definite answer. But she was too busy looking at the mirror while fixing her hair.
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