NERO'S POV
"Are we going home now?" she asked trying to open her sleepy eyes while I am driving.
"Yes."
She moved to face me, but her seatbelt stop her so she removed it. "Ramona, put your seatbelt back," utos ko sa kaniya.
"Don't send me home. My sister will freak out if they saw me at this state," she said, more of begging. I am glad that she still have a straight tongue even she is drunk. Some people can't talk properly when they are drunk.
"You should thought that before you get drunk," I said trying to concentrate in driving, but I can't help not to look at her. She is pouting her lips while looking at me.
Her cheeks are red that made her looked flush.
"Kuya Nero..."
I really hate it when she is calling me like that.
"You are not my sister."
"I know, but I need to call you
