Gino's pov
——Minsan iniisip ko bakit kaya oo lang ng oo si Ian sa lahat ng favors ko. Pero minsan naiisip ko rin na baka ganon talaga kasi sobrang bait nyang tao.
Dire-diretso syang pumasok sa kwarto ko na bitbit yung ice cream na pinabili ko.
"Oh. May chips na rin. Lam ko naman gusto mo rin yan."
"Thank you! You're the best!" I said and hugged him.
It's been 2 weeks since the incident kaya nakakapasok na ulit ako at balik na ulit ako dito sa bahay.
Parang wala din namang nagbago. Parang di naman pansin ni Mommy na nawala ako for a week. She didn't even ask how I was. But as you see, sanay na ako.
Ian grabbed my guitar that's been standing at the corner for ages already. Minsan lang kasi magamit. Kaya ko lang naman talaga binili yan noon para may magamit sya dito. Hindi na nya kelangan dalhin yung gitara nya.
I got up from my bean bag chair and pull a brown paper bag out from my cabinet.
"Oh, kawawa ka naman eh." Pairap kong inabot yun sa kanya.
He stopped strumming the guitar and grins like a mad kid and starts opening the bag. "Magkano kinupit mo kay Tito, ha?"
"Gago!" Hinampas ko sya. "Pera ko yan tanga! Pwede ka mag thank you!"
He laughed out loud then grabbed my by the wrist and pulled me out for a hug. "Thank you Monggi."
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Letters to my Bestfriend
RomanceJust your typical bestfriends-since-birth story but add a little complication on the side with the influence of alcohol, music, arts, and feelings- get to know how Gin and Lorenzo took their friendship into the next level. Or, will they?