Dad

3:51 AM

Where the fuck are you, Jem Mikhail Yrreverre Vargas.

It's almost 4 in the goddamn morning.

Dad

3:55 AM

I'm dropping off some friends lang, they all drank

Sorry, Dad.

I'll be back in an hour.

Do you have any idea how worried I was? Hindi ka man lang nagsabi?

At akala ko wala ka nang plans? Why are you out so late a night before a game?

This is so unlike you.

Sorry, Dad.

Driving lang po ako. Uuwi ako kaagad.

read

Yvanna 😾

4:46 AM

thank you, jem

if you weren't king eagle and i weren't a sports journalist, i'd write about you so differently

Dad

4:48 AM

Pauwi na ako, Dad.

Be quiet coming back in. Your mom might wake up.

Okay po. Sorry again for worrying you.

You did the right thing picking them up. That's more important than your game.

But I do wish your friends were smarter about it so they don't put you in this position. Sina Teo ba to? Diba kumain na kayo kanina?

No po.

And I put myself in this position. You did this too, remember?

Drive na po ako, Dad.

Drive carefully.

Yes po.

Yvanna 😾

5:23 AM

Hey, I just got home.

I don't understand what you mean, I just know I'd want you to write it. And I'd want to read it.

Goodnight and sweet dreams. :)