𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 (adj.) | Remote and impersonal; anonymous.
𝐍𝐲𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 (n.) | A preference for the night or darkness.
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An Original Story Featuring YouTubers \ Streamers Alongside My Own Characters
Status: ON-GOING
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What the muffin...
I open my eyes to the blaring sound of my ringtone.
I pick my phone up, push it to my ear and wait for someone to talk.
"Honey, what time is it, why aren't you answer my calls?" I choked, I sit up and quickly slapped my thigh to wake me up. I flinched and bite my lip, sucking in air through my nose from the stinging pain of how hard I slapped myself.
"M-Ma, hello." I speak up. Rubbing my now reddish thigh.
"Nagpadala ako sa'yo ng Pastillas at Polvoron, nakuha mo na ba?" (I sent you Pastillas and Polvoron, did you get it/have you gotten it?)
I groaned, partially understanding what she said.
"No ma, I haven't gone outside yet, I'll get it today." I say, dragging my ass off of my bed and going towards the curtains to pull it back.
"Okay Honey, go get it, and tell me when you got." Before I could reply back, she had already ended the call.
I breathe in and out.
This is one of the ways how my mother cares for me lovingly– with foods. I'm not complaining, I've never complained when she keeps feeding me, sending me treats, sending me money to buy this food, that drink, and this snack.
She's a massive foodie and I love how her mood can just flip like a light switch when it comes to savory meals.
I heave a sigh.
Pulling my phone away from my ear and checking the time. It's five...
5 PM
I have a few messages unread–
ASH: Hey Avi, you thereeee?
AVI: Just woke up
ASH: WTF it's 5PM!
AVI: No shit sherlock
ASH: Damn, get up, me and Tina are planning to grab dinner later, u in?
