SAKALING MAKALIMOT

𝒾. the one with the accident.

     Unique isn't a hundred per cent sure how it happens, but this is the most he gets to remember:

     He turned eighteen.

     For his birthday, his friends and family got him a car - and a nice one, at that. A sleek Ford Mustang. 

     He already had a student driver's license, so he took the test and got a real license a few weeks later. After finally assuring his ever-paranoid mother that he was capable of driving alone, he took the Ford out for an evening drive,

and hit a pedestrian.

     With all the panic in his nerves, he can't bring himself to register whose fault it is. He remembers a red light. He remembers a speeding motorcycle. He remembers swerving. He remembers a flash of a person, just before that horrible crunching sound of a body hitting his front bumper.

     No one had been around to see him - he'd taken a shortcut through the quiet part of town on his way to Blaster's house - but, nonetheless, he drove like his life depended on it. There was a bleeding girl in his backseat, after all, with a pulse that he could barely find. 

     Unique had never been so scared in his whole life. 

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[ 📲 TO BLASTER. ] Kung nagtanong si mama, pasabi na nag-sleep over na ako sa inyo. Hindi na ako makakasama sa jamming.

 [ 📲 FROM BLASTER. ] nu meron?

 [ 📲 TO BLASTER. ] Nasa ospital ako. 

   [ 📲 FROM BLASTER. ] wait, what?

   [ 📲 FROM BLASTER. ] what the fuck

   [ 📲 FROM BLASTER. ] anong nangyare, unique?

   [ 📲 FROM BLASTER. ] unique, SAGOT!

[ 📲 TO BLASTER. ] Hindi AKO ang na-ospital, bobo. Basta... I think I'll be spending the night here. Okay lang naman ako. I'll explain everything soon.

[ 📲 TO BLASTER. ] Please, just, pag nagtanong si mama. At wag mo na muna sabihin sa iba.

   [ 📲 FROM BLASTER. ] i swear, unique....

 [ 📲 TO BLASTER. ] Salamat, Ter. I owe you.

  [ 📲 FROM BLASTER. ] big time :/