In which Milly, a curious and liberated musician, keeps clashing with a broody, temperamental man. They are polar opposites of one another, but a steamy attraction brews and drives them to test each other's limits
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An MNR epistolary collaboration...
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SAT | 12:25 PM
Kairos: Milly. Di ka ba pupunta? Di ka sumasagot sa tawag ko kanina.
Milly: Shit, sorry babe. I just woke up. Can I go there tmr na lang? I think I'm running a fever.
Kairos: Sino kasama mo dyan?
Milly: Just me. Master went home last night.
Kairos: Gamot mo? Kumain ka na ba?
Milly: I'll deal w it later. I wanna go back to sleep muna.
1:43 PM
Kairos: What's your passcode? I can't get in.
Milly: Huh?
Kairos: Nasa labas ako. What's the passcode?
Milly: Wait shit. As in outside of my unit??? Why???
Kairos: Why else? Nagdala ako ng pagkain at gamot.
Milly: Shit, Kai. It's not necessary. I can eat later naman. I don't want you to see me like this. I look horrible.
Kairos: You take care of everyone. Who's going to take care of you when you need it? Why won't you accept help from me?
Milly: Alam mo naman. I hate being a burden.
Kairos: You're not a burden. You're my girlfriend. You should at least not see me as someone you need to hide from when you need something.
Milly: Kai...
Kairos: What's the passcode? Nagpalit ka ba?
Milly: I did. Security measure lang. We change it every now and then. Wait, I'll open the door. Disclaimer. I look ridiculous, okay? My hair's all over the place. My face will be the ugliest you'll see on me. I don't look my best. I'm shit rn.
Kairos: Do you really care about that?
Milly: Maybe. I don't know. Too sick to think.
Kairos: It's unfair to judge yourself when you're sick and that's the least thing you should be worried about. You can never look bad to me, alright? Wag ka na tumayo. Give me the passcode.
Milly: Baka mahawa ka.
Kairos: Then take care of me after. How long are you going to keep me waiting here? Your meal will get cold.
Milly: Ugh. Fine. Too tired to argue w you. It's 110117.
