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** There are no accidental meetings between souls. **
Monday, 12 September • 08:00 pm
Bryce:
May I ask your real name?
Monday • 08:10 pm
Cocktailify:
Bored ka ba?
Bryce:
Hindi ah.
Cocktailify:
Buti ka pa. Bored ako.
Monday • 08:15 pm
Bryce:
Why? Walang masyadong tao sa bar ngayon?
Cocktailify:
Rest day ko.
Bryce:
I see. So, every Monday ang off mo?
Cocktailify:
Depende sa akin. Tinamad lang akong pumasok. Baka may makita na naman kasi ako.
Bryce:
Gwapo ba ‘yon?
Cocktailify:
Sino??
Bryce:
Yung gago na sinasabi mo na hindi mo makalimutan.
Cocktailify:
Ah… may itsura din naman.
Bryce:
Ganun ba talaga mga type mo? I mean, is he your ideal type?
Monday • 08:25 pm
Cocktailify:
Wala akong specific na type. Basta lang.
Bryce:
Basta lang na-typan mo? Anong meron sa kanya?
Bryce:
Na posibleng wala sa akin?
Monday • 08:35 pm
Cocktailify:
Actually, pareho yata kayong tanga. Baka mas tanga lang s’ya sa’yo ng konti.
Bryce:
Hmm… Tanga nga siguro ako dati…
Cocktailify:
Aba. At hindi ka pa sure ng lagay na ‘yan??
Monday • 08:45 pm
Bryce:
Because I really am not sure.
Cocktailify:
Huh???
Bryce:
I’m not sure. I don’t even know how I started loving her. Actually, until now I still don’t know.
Cocktailify:
Di ko gets. Enlighten me more.
Monday • 09:00 pm
Bryce:
I was in a car accident 3 years ago and I was diagnosed with retrograde amnesia.
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