Hearing the noise coming from the back of the car, Jian lets out a soft groan. It was Ikea, delighted about their view. “Baby, ang ingay,” he grumbled as he tried to get back to sleep.
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Later, the young man realized they had already arrived. “Gagi, andito na pala tayo,” he said. “Si Kio, gising na ba?” He asked shyly, remembering his promise to Kea to wake her up once they arrived.
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Replying to @sneipers
“Sakay na, baka ma-traffic tayo.” He uttered, waiting for them to set their foot on his car. [qrt your response]
They had a long drive ahead of them. He and Ikea sang their hearts out until they were exhausted. He then took his phone out to check his notifications. Jian smiled as she noticed Ikea on the mirror nodding off and rested her head on Kioven's shoulder.




