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mina myoui is calling . . .

answer | decline

"mina?"

("fudge, t-taehyung. we're sorry.") i heard her voice broke, is she crying?

"what? why? is everyhting okay?"

("s-sorry, taehyung.")

"why are you saying sorry?"

("w-we lost star. i mean . . i . . . i lost her, niyaya ko siyang sumama sa akin")

"then?"

("she told me na may pupuntahan lang siya saglit, so pinayagan ko siya na gamitin car ko while i was . . . uhm . . . uh . . .")

"ano? san ka nagpasama? san siya pumunta?"

("ano sa ano uhm sa . . shit . . . san? sa sementeryo! oo! sa sementeryo!")

"oh? tapos? san siya pumunta?"

("yun na nga taehyung, hindi ko rin alam! it's been an hour pero hindi pa rin siya bumabalik.")

"paano niyo cocontact-in? bakit na kay maxine yung cellphone?"

("yung hawak ni maxine ay yung isa pang phone ni star, tapos may dala pa si star na isa, we tried messaging her but she's not replying, delivered lang!")

i can hear the other girls crying, i can feel their frustration and devastation.

fuck, what happened to you, star?

"nasaan kayo?"

("dito na sa bahay namin.")

"punta ako diyan."

("h-hA?!")

"why?"

("ay wala! sige!")

she ended the call, bakit parang nagulat siya nung sinabi ko na pupunta ako?

you received a text message!

from: erin

anong nangyari kay star? she's with me at the hospital, at the fucking hospital again. if this is your fault i'll chop your head off.

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