"Hello po, gawa mo po?" he said in a cute tone.
"Just got out of the shower, how about you?" I asked him back.
"Naglalaro lang po ML, sali ka?" He said.
"You know I don't play games like that, laro ka lang. I won't disturb you."
"No, stay on the line. I want to hear your voice habang naglalaro para kahit matalo, hindi nakakainis." Napangiti ako sa sinabi niya, sus baka sa una lang ganyan. Tapos pag nagtagal, magagalit kasi nag lalag.
"Okay then, good luck." I said and put the call on loud speaker so I can hear him even when I'm just scrolling my phone
"Bobo! Tangina, kaya nga ako nag tank eh." Tank, what? I couldn't understan him but I was just listening to his trash talks. Maybe he has a toxic teammate. "Pucha naman wala na basag na 'yung torret, katatanga kasi!" Natatawa nalang ako sa mga sinasabi nito, eh. "Basagin ko itlog niyo mga bobo! Kanser amputa, 'wag ka na maglaro bobo ka!" I was laughing at him already.
He then talked to me and said, "Hey, put some hot compress on your puson, Cal. Baka sumakit na naman 'yan." Hindi talaga 'to nakakalimot. Are you even real, Liam?
"Hey, thank you. I'll just ask my brother if mayroon kami no'n. Hold on." I placed my phone on my bed and went to reach the door handle.
"Kuya? Do we still have hot compress?" I shouted while peeping through my door so he can hear me outside.
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Unbind the Strings
Teen FictionCali, a doctor, established a charity program that heals children with chronic illnesses through music. Her ex, Jay, who's a musician was invited to perform in one of their events.
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