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BEBOT IS CALLING!

ANSWER | DECLINE

"Hey, mahal (love)."

"Hi, babes. Just wanted to ask how the house hunting is going."

"I've been to four houses and I feel like this is the one."

"That's the one, huh? You said that with the two other houses."

"I know! But, this. . .it just feels like home, Kelly."

"Whatever you say, Mads."

"Oh! By the way, before I forget. Remember when we did a Skype with my mom and Ophelia?"

"Uh-huh. Your sister didn't look too pleased."

"It's whatever. I honestly don't care anymore. But anyway! There might possibly be a mini-van waiting for us at our apartment when we get home."

"A mini-van? Are you serious?"

"I argued with mama not to give us one but she insisted. Said there was a car seat and a crib inside too. We'll need to assemble the crib though."

"We?"

"You'll assemble the crib."

"Wow. . .just. . ."

"I know. I was pretty overwhelmed too when I read her text."

"But, everything must go Helen Cojuangco's way."

"Exactly. I'm sorry."

"No, no. Don't be. At least we won't need to look for a crib and car seat anymore."

"There's always an upside to everything!"

". . ."

"Is my dad taking care of you?"

"He is. Benny is like you in some ways. He asks me every thirty minutes if I need to sit down or drink water."

"Huh. I wish he was like that when my mom was pregnant."