"....@(#@&(**&$( Sino na naman ang naglagay nito dito?!" a loud, thundering voice came from the upstairs bedroom.
Yaya Caring and the 2 younger helpers in the kitchen, scramble around, pushing each other as to who was going to go up the stairs.
"....Jay! Bakit ka sumisigaw?" Yaya Caring finally "volunteered" to go to Rj upon hearing him scream at the top of his lungs.
"...eh naman kasi Ya....diba dapat lahat ng white magkasama...eh hinalo-halo e....sino bang naglagay ng laundry?!" Rj was fuming, he was yanking shirts from his closet and throwing them on the floor.
"....Jay! Tigilan mo yan! Pulutin mo yan!" Yaya Caring admonished him. Rj stopped pulling out clothes and began picking them up and piling them on the bed.
"....kaya pala umiiyak si Meann...takot na takot...."
"Eh...."
"Sinigawan mo na naman....Jay, pang ilang katulong na umalis dahil sa yo?"
"Eh...."
"Tulungan mo akong ibalik tong mga kinalat mo, dali!"
"....." Rj sulked, crossed his arms across his chest, scowled and pouted.
"Tama na yan..."
Rj followed Yaya Caring's orders then walked out the room in a huff.
