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Stoic
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En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement avr. 12, 2019
"Smile for me!!!" I demanded. This girl... She never smiles nor magpakita man lang nang kahit anong expression. 

Hinarapa nya ako, still with that stupid poker face. "Ayaw ko." Diin nyang pagkakasabi. 

"Quit wasting my time, at mag-stick lang tayo sa plano, pwede."


Napaka manhid, yet minsan napaka sweet. Napaka sarcastic, yet minsan napaka bait. Sinasa-demonyo yata itong babaeng to. 

"Bakit ba ang weird mo?"

She looked at me with boredom written on her face. 

"Bakit ba?" Tanong nya pabalik. "Are you worth the change for my bored face?"

"Oo!" I paused. "Cause I want to be the first person to see you smile. "
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