Quarantine: Love From Home

QLFH: 03

Thursday, June 2021
Messenger
1:36PM

Sachika:
Uproaring insurgence of topmost prejudices behind electoral cronyism. The latest offshoots to be torn by our powerful journalists.

Have it ever crossed your mind that our recently instigated partylist was the same troop in the headline we drafted along with some editorial members? Damn it, that sort of event almost created an incorrigible backlash!

Those fuckers just easily flipped the table and pointed themselves as accused dumbells!

Yllviena:
I do remember it. The same day that we almost lost our jobs. My father was fuming mad since his favorites were swamped on public scrutiny.

Sachika:
My intuition cannot believe it. They just brainwashed several government officials. Your father just instantly fell for their drama. Our press was criticized during the conference, too.

De Llezares, the Associate Chief Justice of the Supreme Court, I fucking salute his dull arguments.

Yllviena:
Once you lose the power to go against the favored party, the rival of your enemy becomes your absolute ally. The force of political opposition grows stronger when it only begins with one combined source.

Sachika:
Don't tell me Mr. Sy has plans of spoonfeeding those blue babies? I wanted to wring their necks right now. I am in the mood for some brutal exercise.

Yllviena:
As of the meantime, let's not create any unnecessary dispute or beat around the small bush. We may end up dragging innocent people again even when they are out of our league.

Voice your thoughts with caution. Do not forget our mantra.

Sachika:
Yeah, Hail our Yllviena, the Lord is with you. Blessed are you among women.

But how was heaven when you left it?

Yllviena:
I woke up last evening and realized that I fell asleep. My nightmare happened on the bed.

Sachika:
Oh, you experienced another heaven? How interesting.

Yllviena:
You, greenminded. I was writing an article about the academic virtual setting, and I did not notice that my eyes started to hibernate on its own. Luisa even forgot to remind my slumber attire, so I crawled on bed as if sleeping routine no longer bothered me.

I thought everything would come to rest not until a lost client ran to our mail. Well, I had managed to wrapped up the mess and cleaned the normally bug-bit system.

By the way, gonna log out my account. My article is not yet finished. I'll see you next weekend, right?

Sachika:
Woah there, it is a guy? Goodness, why was he lost? You helped him, didn't you?

Yllviena:
Just an inevitable spam. Nothing important.

Sachika:
Rule of thumb, do not jump into conclusion without valid evidence. Was he looking for your company address and lost himself on the strange road upon finding it? Did it happen today?

Yllviena:
Yesterday. Under the scorching sun.

Not even sure if it is a man or woman. I can definitely smell who are those real clients and those who are just deceiving me.

Sachika:
You are one of a brave hero. I wonder if you can predict the expiration date of their perfume. Can you smell their body odor, too?

Yllviena:
I'll talk to you later.

Sachika:
Can you be my living poop vacuum? My brother sucks a lot.

Satan knows, it is my daily ritual to clean our cubicle when he vomits alcoholic beers. I have always been fighting the urge to flush his head inside our toilet but never pursued it since he kept on singing worship songs at the state of being drunk. He can barely even recall that he learned how to use sign language on the same cubicle where he was cursed.

Yllviena:
Two birds with same feather flock together. He is your gentleman version, I suppose.
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Sachika:
One of the useless siblings that I need to keep until I die. No choice.

Oh, I almost forgot. Before my team had left, I sent you the wrong weather forecast while you stayed at your office the entire morning yesterday.

Have a great day ahead, Yllviena. Hope the clouds will feel better.