ian's pov

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IAN.

when i was getting near the place, i immediately put my phone down and kept it inside of my pocket para maiwasan ang pagka tanga. and as soon as i entered the place, dumiretso na ka'gad ako ng counter para mag order ng mga pinapabili ng mga patay gutom kong kaigan.

"good afternoon, sir." the employee greeted me with a smile plastered on his face.

puta.

ba't ang pogi ng barista dito? rold nasa Starbucks po ba talaga ako? hindi po ba ako nawawala? tama ba 'tong pinasukan ko?

"sir?"

"ay hala, ano po ulit?" tanong ko, na ikinatawa ni kuya poging barista na nasa harapan ko.

"may i take your order?" ulit niya habang pinipigilan ang pagtawa.

can you take me instead?

char.

"yes uhm... i would like to order a two iced americano, and one iced caramel macchiato, grande. and for the dessert, i would like to have a box of brownies, please."

"will that be all, sir?"

"opo"

"dine in or take out?"

"take out po."

"how would you like to pay, sir?"

"via gcash po, kuya."


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