Javier Andrei's POV
Huh?
I checked my profile again. There could be no way someone saw this. I didn't follow anyone and no one followed me. Finding this tweet would mean finding a small needle in a thick carpet.
'banana -- 0 following • 1 follower'
Since when?
I looked at this person's reply.
'mm'
...Mm? What is that supposed to mean? Mm yes? Mm what? Or just "mm"?
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Iveahnna Khale's POV - Before the accident
"Hala, naubos na." I said when I drank my last shot of Smirnoff.
"Gusto mo pa?"
"G."
"Ako na kukuha, ichacharge ko rin laptop ko."
"Sige."
Habang hinihintay, kinuha ko yung phone ni ate Miri at ginamit ito pang picture sa moon. Maganda rin naman yung quality ng camera nya.While I was taking pictures, her phone suddenly rang. I looked at the callers i.d. and saw kuya Asher's name.
Facetime? Eh akala ko ba may reunion sila ngayon..?
When I answered the call, the screen displayed a green, glitchy video.
"Ang s-sak-kit.. Ba..be...." I heard kuya Drei's laggy voice.
"Kuya Ash, medyo patay na yung phone mo. Medyo lang naman." I said in a sarcastic tone.
"Ive, yung mga plato! Bitawan mo nga yung phone ko, hampaslupang 'to!" Agad-agad kong pinatay yung call at binaba ito sa lamesa.
"Huh? Anong plato?! Ikaw yung naghugas ah?!"
"Ay, plato! Yung ref! 'Dimo sinara nang maayos!"
"Ay sorry, hindi ba nasara?"
"Nasara mo Ive, oo. Kaya kita sinabihan ng hindi mo sinara." She said sarcastically.
"Sorry na!"
"Tss."
Bumalik na sya rito sa veranda at naglapag ng panibagong beer.
"Ang layo naman ng plato sa ref, ate."
"Nakita ko yung plato bago ko nakita yung ref eh."
"Ahh."
"Ahtdug." She rolled her eyes as response. Nang kunin niya ang phone niya at buksan ito ay napakunot ang kanyang noo.
Shocks. Hindi ko yata naalis sa app.
Humarap sya sa akin ng may kunot parin ang noo. "Tumawag si Asher?"
"Ah ano, oo ngayon-ngayon lang."
"Bakit daw?"
"Hindi ko rin alam eh." ...Alam ko lang ay patay si kuya Ash kay kuya Drei.
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Reconnection
RomanceThird time's the charm. Oh, but what if she lost hope at the second time? Will it still be a charm then? Will it still be an opportunity at something so terrifyingly beautiful such as love?