[INT. MCDONALDS, TABLE ZONE — DAY]
(CONTINUOUS)
WACKS
Kainin mo na 'yang sundae.
YLA
Busog na ak—
WACKS
Naririnig ko 'yung t'yan mo.
Kumukulo.
Yla rolls her eyes.
YLA
Sabi ko burger lang kasi sa 'kin e.
Wacks clicks his tongue. He bit his lower lip while angrily looking at her.
WACKS
Sayang talaga 'yung pagkai—
YLA
Oo na. Dami mong sinasabi.
WACKS
Ay, teka.
Baka allergy ka, a?
WACKS
Allergy ka ba sa ice cream?
O sa fries?
YLA
Hindi.
Busog lang talaga ako.
WACKS
Okay. Pucha. Kinabahan ako.
WACKS
Kwento ka naman.
Wala ka bang allergy?
YLA
Meron.
WACKS
Weh?
Saan ka allergy?
YLA
Sa 'yo.
[EXT. MCDONALDS' EXITWAY — DAY]
(CONTINUOUS)
WACKS
May dala akong payong, teka.
Sobrang kulimlim na pala.
Yla stops in her tracks and pulls out the umbrella from her bag.
WACKS
Ay, may sarili ka palang payong.
Sayang, pucha.
YLA
Bakit sayang?
Instead of replying, Wacks just gives her a small smile.
WACKS
Tawid muna tayo.
Du'n ang sakayan ng jeep, oh.
Before they can even cross the road, a clap of thunder and a sudden flash of lightning illuminates the sky.
Yla immediately crouches down and covers her ears with her own hands. She bits her lower lip and keeps on stopping herself from trembling.
She even hugs her knees, shaken up and scared at the same time. She really hates it when the sky keeps on growling, because she knows she cannot do something but hide or close her eyes.
WACKS
Yla . . .
WACKS
Kalma, kalma.
Nanginginig ka.
WACKS
Tatakluban kita nitong hoodie
ko, ayos lang?
WACKS
Akin na, ako na magtatakip ng
tenga mo.
WACKS
Mamaya na tayo umuwi.
WACKS
Miss shy type.
YLA
N-Natatakot . . . a-ako.
WACKS
Teka, hawakan mo 'tong payong.
WACKS
Ayaw mo bang pumasok sa loob
muna?
WACKS
Okay. Shhhh. Kalma-kalma.
Andito ako.
WACKS
Gusto mo bang yakapin kit—
Yla immediately hugs him before he even finishes his sentence. Wacks takes aback, but he hugs her anyway.
And before the thunder and lightning illuminate the sky again, the pounding of his heartbeat is the only loud sound she will hear right now.
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Keepsake (Lovesite Series)
RomanceYla's routine has been whirling around going to the campus, attending theater practice, and coming home. She never feels the need to keep up with her classmates, who always go to parties and come home late. Besides, she's already content with this l...
