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Dialing Coupoop...
Call Connected
"Ikaw na naman?"
"Ako na naman."
"Oppa?"
"Huh?"
"Oppa eodiseoyo~"
"P-"
"OMO OMO. Oppa why are you calling me~"
"Tangina. Kahit saglit lang, nakikiusap na ako, kausapin mo naman ako nang maayos."
"Ani oppa. Naneun aegiyeyo. Bbuing bbuing oppa~"
"Oppakyu ka. Sagad. May sayad ka na."
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Wala na bang bago?"
"Ha?"
"Ilang beses ko nang narining yang mga katagang 'yan sa tanang buhay ko. May sayad, may saltik, abnormal, baliw, ano pa ba? Hm, hahaha wala na bang bago?"
". . ."
"Iba naman! 'Yung bago sa pandinig ko. Hehe."
"...S-sorry."
"No need to be sorry about it. Haha. Don't you think the word 'sorry' is a bit overrated already? Sa dami ng beses na ginagamit natin siya, nawalan na ng essence yung meaning niya. Laspag na laspag na 'yan! Hahahahaha!"
". . ."
"Parang 'yung mga gamot ko lang. Nawalan na ng epekto sa'kin kahit ilang beses ko pang inumin."
"You take medicines? For what?"
"You said it yourself earlier, right? May saltik ako sa utak. Hahahaha."
"...But at least you can remember shit. Unlike, someone I've met eons ago."
"What?"
"Walang ulitan sa bingi."
". . ."
"What? Natahimik ka?"
"Pretend you have a boat that can take you anywhere. Anywhere. Name the boat and list all the things you wanna sail to. Dali!"
"Ang random mo. Akala ko ba ayaw mo akong makausap kahapon?"
"People change, mah friend."
"...and memories fades."
"ANO BA KANINA KA PA HUGOT NANG HUGOT D'YAN. Mas mabigat pa yata 'yang pinagdadaanan mo kaysa sa'kin eh?"
"Sorry n-"
"OPS DON'T USE THE FORBIDDEN WORD!"
"Sorr-"
"Ang kulit mo rin, eh no?"
"I can't help it, sor-"
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!"
"Holyshit. WHAT THE HELL?!"
"Gamitin mo pa yang word na 'yan at sisigaw--achoo!--ulit ako. Hehe."
"Taena."
"Ano na?! Pangalanan mo na yung barko mo!"
"S.S. um..."
"S.S. UM?! Ew at your uncreative mind, peasant."
"NAG-IISIP PA KASI?! Poonyeta."
"WALA NANG BAWIAN! SAAN MO DADALHIN--HACHOO!--YANG S.S. UM MO?"
"Tangina neto. Tulo na siguro uhog mo."
"Kasi!"
"Oo na! Oo na! Sa Antartica!"
"Layo naman."
"You said anywhere, right?"
"Bakit doon?"
"Kasi malayo dito. At tahimik."
"Mag-isa ka naman."
"Masaya naman."
"Sasaya ka ba talaga?"
"Oo."
"I doubt it. Hah. AKO NAMAN! I SHALL NAME MY BOAT S.S. EXCALIBUR! Holysh-ang ganda diba?! Tapos maglalakbay ako to five months ago...and stop shits before they even occur."
"Kadugaan. Wala ka namang sinabing pwedeng ganiyan."
"I said anywhere, right? Hehe."
"Ewan ko sa'yo. Daming alam. Ano bang meron five months ago?"
"Bagyo. Bagyong nagngangalang Quietus."
"Quietus?"
"Hindi. Fetus! Bagyong fetus!"
". . ."
"HALA ASO BA 'YUN?!"
"Alin?"
"AYUN! YUNG TUMATAHOL JAN!"
"Malamang?! Ano pa bang hayop ang tumatahol?"
"Ikaw. Kaso hayop ka lang, hindi tumatahol. Hehe."
"Tangina mo ba?"
"Anong pangalan niya?"
"Pig."
"Seryoso kasi!"
"PIG NGA! Putek."
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
". . ."
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA eh kaw?"
"Anong ako?"
"Anong klaseng hayop ka?"
"Hayop na sisira ng buhay mo."
"Joke lang. Hahaha. Pangalan mo?"
"Ji--I mean, Woozi. My name's Woozi."
"PUSSY?!"
"Pu. Tang. Ina."
"Yo, Pussy~"
Call Ended
"OY JOKE LANG KASI?!?!"
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Retrograde | Jicheol
Fanfiction"I suffer from short-term memory loss. But look Jihoon, I can remember things better with you. You're my mnemonic drug." | Jicheol Fanfic COMPLETED ©vousmecheols June 2016
