That drunken night was something that they promised to not bring up again. They agreed that it was the love child of alcohol and bad decisions.
Now here they are, a week later, in another meeting with the writers for their movie. Just the two of them and the writers. Why just them, you ask? They were given the task to name their characters, a task that is proving to be more complicated than saying yes to this project.
" What is wrong with Marjorie? "
" It doesn't fit me! "
" Okay, what about Elise? "
" I don't like that. Next? "
" It's for the character, Lea. Stop being a brat. "
Aga keeps giving suggestions for her character's name, but she disapproved of all of them. She wasn't being a brat, she just wanted her character to have the name she deserved.
" Ayoko nga, Aga. Ang pangit mo naman mag-isip ng pangalan eh! "
The writers around them could only laugh and be amused at the two of them. They were engaged in another battle of wits, and everyone knows to not mess with them when they're really going at it.
He gave her a cold stare.
" Really now? "
She met his stare with a challenging glare. " Obviously. I keep shooting down your ideas and-
" What about Samantha Isabelle, huh? " he asked, giving her a knowing stare.
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(1997)
" Babes? "
Aga looked up from the script he was reading when he heard her voice. There was something about Lea's voice that makes you want to look up every time you hear it. Like it's a gift from the heavens.
" Yes, babes? "
" Ilang anak gusto mo? "
It was a good thing that there was no caffeine in his system that day. If there was, his heart will surely beat its way out of his body.
They have been in a relationship for 2 years now, but they have never talked about the possibility of having kids in their future. Marriage, yes. Several times. But kids were an entirely different conversation.
" H-huh? "
She pursed her lips. " Kasi I was talking to Dawn earlier, and she told me that she was planning to have kids already. "
" Wait, is she pregnant? " Dawn Zulueta was a good friend of hers. They would have been closer friends if Richard wasn't such a womanizer. He broke her heart, that jerk. He was still talking about her, though. He was miserable.
" No, but her boyfriend proposed. She's getting married, babes. "
Oh. Damn. Poor Richard.
" I'm happy to hear that. Is she happy? "
" I guess. " Lea answered, shrugging. " She seemed happy. "
" That's good. "
" But you didn't answer my question. "
