(FHS#1) Braylee wants to make her friends happy, Denver wants to get some sleep. She's hell-bent on making the world a better place while he's desperate for some rest.
When their paths crossed on a midnight bus ride, he finally found the remedy in h...
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Nang makarating sa isang bakanteng lote na katabi lang ng bar, agad na tinanggal ni Denver ang costume na nagtatakip sa kanyang mukha. Pawisan man at humahangos dahil sa init ng suot, nag-aagaw madilim na ekpresyon at pag-aalala sa mukha nito habang nakatingin kay Braylee na patawa-tawa parin dahil sa kalasingan.
"Asan ba ang mga kaibigan mo?! Ba't ka nila iniwan nang mag-isa?!" Bakas ang galit sa boses ni Denver habang nakababa ang tingin sa mukha ni Braylee.
"Denbear!" Wika ni Braylee sabay dipa ng kanyang mga kamay at agad na yumakap sa binata. Dahil mas matangkad ito sa kanya, naibaon ni Braylee ang mukha sa dibdib nito.
Nagulat si Denver, napakurap-kurap siya't hindi nakakibo hanggang sa bumitaw si Braylee sa kanya at humakbang paatras.
Braylee giggled as she stood right in front of Denver. The alcohol is still in her system, clouding up her mind, but genuine happiness is in her eyes as she's looking at Denver's face. "I'm so happy you're here, Denbear."
Denver's face softened. He took a step towards her and cupped her face. Worry was all over his face as he looked into her flushed-red cheeks and droopy eyes. "Hindi ka ba ginago ng mga tao sa loob?"
Braylee pouted as she shook her head. "Bimby is my buddy and his teammates are also my buddy. We are a rap group, not a rape group."
A slew of cold air blew, making the trees behind them to rustle and sway. Braylee playfully shivered as she felt cold, hugging herself and slouching in the process. Denver noticed Braylee's short dress and immediately looked back to his car where he parked it not a little too far.
"Let's go," Denver said as he grabbed a hold of her hand and takes her towards his car.
"I like it better this way," Braylee giggled as she held Denver's hand back and intertwined their fingers.
"I really like that too," Denver sighed as if he's disappointed to admit it, making Braylee giggle more.
Denver had no choice but to let go of Braylee's hand as he opened his car and tried to look for his jacket in the back seat. Once he found it, he turned around and Braylee is nowhere to be found again.
"Damn it, Braylee!" Holding his jacket, Denver looked around the vacant lot and all he could see are trees. It wasn't too dark thanks to the streetlights around the corner. Denver heard a soft giggle as if it's coming above making him sigh. This time, Denver has an idea where she could be.
Denver saw Braylee up a tree, sitting on a thick branch. She waved at him, giggling with both hands. "Hey Denbear!"
Denver shook his head in defeat but still, he couldn't help but chuckle at Braylee's crazy antics.
