JUNE 8 | 3:29 AM
Nicolas:
Hala
Ngayon ko lang na read mga chats mo
Lucas literally owned my phone yesterday T^T di ko na makuha-kuha cp ko sa kanya huhu
Didn't expect that he'd love playing Pou
I thought laos na yung game na yon but Lulu's so invested in it, binalik lang sa akin nung nalowbat hahaha
Santi:
Good to know that he didn't complain about your bad taste in mobile games.
Nicolas:
Hey! You played Pou too when we're in sixth grade and you even taught me about the cheats
Santi:
Don't remind me about it.
Nicolas:
Hahahaha
But I didn't expect you to be up at this hour hahaha it's only 1 in the Philippines, right?
Santi:
Yes.
At alas tres pa lang diyan, ba't ang aga mo naman nagising?
O baka hindi ka naman natulog?
Nicolas:
I just find it hard to sleep huhu I have separation anxiety pala sa kama ko
And why are you awake as well? Tas ambilis mo pa magreply ha
Were actually you waiting for me to answer your messages since you bombarded me with a lot of it kahapon? Hahaha
Santi:
Nagkataon lang. Katatapos ko lang din maglaro ng valo and I saw your chat.
At anong bombard? The most fitting example of that would be what you did last June 5.
Nicolas:
Oh, so you were really keeping tabs of my messages that day tas di mo man lang naisipan sumagot -_-
Santi:
Do you want us to fight over that again?
Nicolas:
Oo kung g ka rin
Char hahaha ang aga aga Santi tas you want bardagulan already
You remind me so much of Layla
So I hope na tsundere rin siya kagaya mo hahaha
Santi:
What does tsundere mean?
Nicolas:
Secret :P
Santi:
Kill joy.
So who's this Layla? Is she your sister?
Nicolas:
Yupp! She's only seven but she scared the life out of me kanina coz why does she have to wear a white dress tas nakatayo lang siya do'n sa may window sa 2nd floor ng house nila while I approached the front door
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