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Makulimlim ang kapaligiran sa bahay ni Ishy, sa sobrang dilim ay aakalain mong uulan ng napakalakas na aabutin ng ilang oras ang tagal
Nakasalampak sa terrace ng tahanan nila si Ishy tahimik na ginagamit ang kanyang cellphone,
Si Ishy ay pagod at napapaisip ng ibat-ibang bagay matapos ang lahat ng nangyari sa kaniyang paaralan kani-kanina lang
*Nadatnan ni Ishy na may mga messages siya na hindi pa nababasa sa Messenger*
*Nakita niya na ito ay mula kay Rick, ang kaibigan niya na naninirahan sa Maynila"
(Inside voice): nagmessage pala si Rick..., hindi ko nakita...
Rick: OIII!!!..., MUSTA NA!!!..., HAHAHA!!!..., MESSAGE KA LANG SA AKIN PAG-NAKITA MO NA ITO...
Ishy: HIII!!!..., anong musta?..., eh kahapon nagusap tayo...
Rick: Ha?!..., weh?!
Ishy: OO!!!, gagi..., nagpatulong pa nga ako sa iyo kung ano dadamitin ko para sa party diba?!...
Rick: Hakdog!!!...
Rick: WTF?!?!..., PRE HINDI AKO ONLINE NG TATLONG ARAW PRE...
Ishy: HA?!?!..., HINDI BA'T GAMIT MONG ACCOUNT JEROME IBAÑEZ?!?!...
Rick: ANO PINAGSASABI MO?!?!..., HINDI KO ALAM YAN...
Ishy: EH SINO YUNG KAUSAP KO KAHAPON?!?!...
Rick: BA MALAY KO SAYO?!?!...
Ishy: WTF?!?!..., POTA BAKA KUNG SINO IYON?!?!...
Rick: AWIT KA...
Ishy: de bale..., oks lang naman ako kahit may nakausap akong tao na hindi ko pala kilala...
Rick: next time ingat ka sa kinakausap mo online...
Ishy: OPO!!!..., OO NGA PALA!!!...
Rick: oh?..., anuyon?...
Ishy: kanina sa school may ganap..., isa sa friends ko namatay..., nakita lang siya sa CR ni Dean...
Rick: HA?!..., NAMATAY?!..., WTF?!...
Ishy: OO PRE!!!..., ANG SAD NGA EH...
Rick: sino naman yung namatay?...
Ishy: si Iori pre..., sinabi ko na siya sa iyo matagal na...
Rick: awit naman niyan..., condolences kamo..., ang sad naman nun...
Ishy: oo nga eh...
Rick: doble ingat ka na ah..., baka mapaano ka...
Ishy: opo...
Rick: ano gawa mo?...
Ishy: eto nagcecellphone lang..., ikaw ba?...
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Rick: wala nagaayos lang ng gamit kakauwi ko lang mula sa probinsya..., speaking of which ano musta crush mo hahaha!!!...
Ishy: AWIT NGA EH!!!..., ANG AWKWARD KANINA HUHUHU!!!...
Rick: bakit naman?... anong nangyari ba?...
Ishy: ganito kasi iyon..., tangina kasi nina Francel at Lanie..., iniwanan nila ako kasama si Dean..., eh nahihiya ako kausapin kaya ayun ang awkward ng usapan namin...
Rick: aguy..., sad naman nun..., kutusan mo sila hahaha!!!
Ishy: gagi hahaha..., pero pakiramdam ko hindi siya interesado sa akin...
Rick: awit naman..., crush mo pa rin ba?...
Ishy: ewan hindi ko na alam..., nakakalito nga eh...
Rick: ano ba yun?...
Ishy: si Dean hindi ata interesado sa akin..., si Janzel naman gusto magcomeback..., si Rhanielle crush ako pero ayaw ko naman sa kanya eh..., tapos si JV ganun din pero..., okay lang naman siya sa totoo lang...
Rick: WOWIE!!!..., HABA NG HAIR MO ATE!!!..., APATAN AH HAHAHA!!!...
Ishy: OMSIM AH!!!...
Rick: eh paano naman si Charles at si Leonard?...
Ishy: si Charles kupal yun..., OO!!!..., SI LEONARD DIN NAGPAPARAMDAM...
Rick: PUTA HAHAHA!!!..., LIMANAN NA AH!!!..., LUPET MO PRE!!!...
Ishy: luh..., ayoko nga eh..., patulong pre...
Rick: bakit ako?..., hahaha!!!..., ano magagawa ko?...
Ishy: ewan huhuhu...
Rick: okay lang yun jusko hahaha!!!...,
hindi mo naman problema iyan eh..., problema nila iyan...
Ishy: sa bagay...
Rick: balik ulit tayo kay Iori...
Ishy: oh?..., what about her?...
Rick: paano siya namatay?...
Ishy: hindi ko alam eh...,
Rick: ganun ba?..., sige sorry akala ko alam mo..., sorry for prying too much about it...
Ishy: no.. no..., its alright lang...
Rick: awit ah..., andaming nangyari sayo lately ah..., una may nakausap kang hindi mo kakilala, andami nagkakagusto sayo..., isa pa yung nangyari sa school ninyo...
Ishy: true..., hindi ko pa rin kilala yung nakausap ko noon
Rick: awit..., bahala na
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