This is a SeKen dump imagines. It may be funny, cringe-y, nakakakilig at kahit ano-ano pang dump kabags dito sa aking basket. Sana mag-enjoy kayo; matatawa, kikiligin at mas mamahalin niyo pa sina Ken at Pablo.
Paulo: Dude, you're confused. Wake up. Hindi tayo talo. Hindi tayo bagay.
Ken: Bagay pa rin naman tayo. Straight ka, baliko ako sa'yo. See? Bigyan mo ako ng chance.
Paulo: Ken, ang kulit!
Ken: Kahit one month lang. Kapag hindi mag-work, mag-m-move on na ako. Promise. Hindi na kita guguluhin ulit.
Paulo: *shakes his head*
Ken: Pau... kahit isang chance lang. Kahit huwag mong suklian. Hayaan mo lang akong mahalin ka.
Paulo: Bawal nga kasi! *started walking away*
Ken: Wait lang naman! Saan ka ba pupunta?
Paulo: Umuwi ka na.
Ken: *feeling hurt, he just let Paulo walk away* Okay lang, Ken. May next time pa. Hindi lang siguro maganda ang mood niya...
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When Paulo is sure that Ken is not following him anymore, he cautiously enters the thick forest three blocks away from his bungalow. However, Ken still managed to sneak out... or so he thought.
Paulo: Labas!
Ken: *froze in his spot* *he's hiding behind a forty-eight years old Mahogany tree*
Paulo: Kahit kailan talaga, ang tigas ng ulo mo!
Ken: *swallowed* *halos mapasigaw pa siya no'ng bigla na lamang lumitaw si Paulo sa harapan niya*
Paulo: *squinting his eyes, inspecting the hard-headed Ken*
Ken: P-Pau, sorry. Sinundan kita kasi ano...
Paulo: Kasi?
Ken: 3 weeks na kitang napapansing laging lumalabas sa gitna ng gabi. Gusto ko lang malaman kung saan ka pumupunta at kung ano ang ginagawa mo.
Paulo: I'm doing business here. Personal. Too personal to be shared especially sa isang tulad mong matigas ang ulo. Umuwi ka na!
Ken: *tugging Paulo's shirt when the latter started walking away from him*
Paulo: Ano na naman? Kung tungkol pa rin ito sa chance na hinihingi mo, the answer is still no. Now, go home. It's not safe for you out here.
