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𝔽𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕙𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜

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It was just past eight and a young Y/n, who was just eight years old was being tucked to bed by her mother.

"Mommy?" Y/n asked her mother, who was tucking her in bed.

She glanced at her.

"Yes, mahal?"

"Can you sing for me? Please?" Y/n begged her mother.

Her mother stared at her, confused. 

Why did she sing for her? She never sang for her before. 

"But mahal, when have I ever sing you to sleep?" Her mother asked her. 

"Never but Amy told me that her parents sing her to sleep...but if you don't want to..." Y/n replied sheepishly and pulled the quitted blanket up to her nose. 

Her mother sighed before sitting next to her. 

"Okay but this is the first and only time I'll sing for you. Besides, you need to go and sleep, you have school in the morning"

Y/n frantically nodded her head smiling.

"Good"

Her mother cleared her throat before singing in her native tongue.

"ikaw ang liwanag ng aking buhay ako'y iyong pinapasaya di mo man alam kung gaano ka kamahal ang liwanag ko'y wag niyong alisin"

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𝔽𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕙𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕆𝕧𝕖𝕣

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(𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝙿𝚘𝚟)

I was sitting in the backseat as Basilio sat in the passenger seat and Crispin in the driver's seat.

We were parked waiting for Alexandra to come out, from doing her business.

While reading from my phone when Basilio held his hand over the head of the seat.

I smiled as I placed my phone and held his hand.

"What seems to be the matter, Princess? You seem distracted since his morning" He asked, concern.

I smiled at his concern.

"I'm fine, really" I insisted.

"You see Crispin? I told you she's fine. Y/n he's been worrying about you since you didn't give him his good morning kiss"Basilio teased.

Crispin removed his hand from holding mines to point at his brother.

"That is not true!"

I smiled as I crawled the central console to kiss him.

"Ooh, Crispin dear!" I sang.

I placed a kiss on his cheek.

"I'm so happy!"

Another kiss on his temple.

"I could"

I held on to his collar and he wrapped his arm around my hip as I placed another kiss near his lip.

"Eat you up, I really could!" I sang as I placed a final kiss on his lips.

We pulled away from the kiss and I smiled.

"If you wanted a kiss, Crispin, you could have asked just asked I would have given and even more~"

He smirked as his hand travelled down her hip.

"As much as I love you, we aren't having sex in the car"

As soon as he said that I felt a tug on my belt and fell into Basilio lap.

"Well, that's such a shame bother but for you Y/n, if he won't play with you, I will~" Crispin smirked.

I giggled as he began to unbutton my top.

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(𝟹𝚛𝚍 𝙿𝚘𝚟)

Alexandra was making her way to the car when she could hear soft giggling from the car, she didn't think much of it before she heard a moan. That was what caused her to stop and sighed, she leaves the three of them alone and they start having sex like rabbits in the heat.

She quietly made her way to the cars and reached the right side of the door, by that time the giggle and the moaning stopped.

Once she opened the car door and sat in, everything seemed normal.

"Hey bossing! How did the meeting go?" Crispin asked as he turned from his seat to greet her.

That's when she noticed his just hanging around his neck, some l/c lipstick on his lips, Basilio face covered in Y/n lipstick and Y/n lips were swollen and her lipstick was smushed.

Y/n gave her friend an innocent look.

Alexandra sighed.

"Just drive. I had enough of the three of you rabbits try to hump on Y/n whenever you get a chance"

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(𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝙿𝚘𝚟)

We all sat in the car in silence as I played with my pink unicorn pen. I stared at it.  It's been so long since it happened, the death of my parents when I was twelve when they were killed by in their own living room. Uncle Anton found me in the attic, my parents must have told me to hide there. My parents' bodies were unrecognised when I walked into the living room to get out. What was left of them were simple chunks of flesh and a red soacked floor.  We couldn't even have an open cast because there wasn't anything left. Ever since then Nirvana stayed the same way. I hated it. I wanted it to change, it always reminded me of that day but it didn't. 
Uncle Anton said it was a part of me, a part of my emotions. I guess I never really did get over their deaths after all this time. 

I remember the first time my father gave me Nirvana. 

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𝔽𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕙𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜

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In a field young Y/n walked alongside her father, her hands latched on to her father's.

"Daddy, where are we going?" She asked her father as they stopped.

"Some training" Her father told her as he let go of his daughter's hand and stood in front of her.

He squeezed her shoulders as she bent to her level.

"Y/n, it is my job as your father to protect you from the horrors of the world, like boy and drugs but those are the least of your worries. I need to train you for a war against the underworld"

Y/n looked at her father as though he was crazy causing him to chuckle and patted her on her head.

"I time it would all make sense but as for now, I want you to have this" He told her as he handed her a fountain pen which Y/n looked at it in disgust.

"I like glitter pen" She informed him.

He chuckled once more at his daughter.

"I'm sure you'll like it even more once you hold it" He tried to persuade her.

Y/n then took the pen and right in front of her the pen transformed from a boring fountain pen to a pink coloured pen with a pink fluff ball on top with a unicorn.

Y/n gasped in delight.

"Wow!"

"Yes and this pen can do so much more-" He stopped talking when Y/n transformed the pen to a staff.

He arched an eyebrow; the staff looks familiar.

"Is that from-"

"Sailor Moon!" Y/n explained in glee as she removed herself for began running around with it.

Her father watched as his daughter enjoyed her new weapon, but he still had to explain to her about the world they lived in but for now, he'll like her to enjoy the moment.

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𝔽𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕙𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕆𝕧𝕖𝕣

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I glances over to Alexandra as she pulled out an eye from underneath her coat.

"Is that an aswang eye?" I asked her.

Basilio laughed.

"That's pretty badass"

"I need the water in the glass, please" She asked.

"Thirsty, bossing?" Crispin asked as he got her the glass and water and handed it to her.

"I want to see what kind of creature of darkness we're dealing with here"

I watched as she poured the water into the glass and swirled her blade in the glass.

"Sa mata ng iba, mga lihim mapapakita"

I watched as a light glowed from the glass as she flipped it over and the water drained in the cloth.

I leaned in near Alexandra and gentle butted heads.

"So who are we deal with?" I asked.

She opened the cloth to reveal the man we were looking for.

I looked at the cloth in disgust.

"Ew not that pig"

Soon Alexandra phone began.

I outstretched my hand for her phone. She arched her eyes.

"Please, I could do an amazing impression of you" I tried to convince her.

Basilio chuckled.

"Trust me bossing, she could to a good impersonation"

"A little too good" Crispin groaned.

"You have no idea what's it like for one morning to wake up your voice sing Umbrella, in the shower"

"Oh yeah! Ha! He actually thought you were in the shower" Basilio laughed.

"If I convince Crispin, I was in his shower, I could convince whoever is calling you"

I giggled at the memory.

Alexandra glanced at her phone then back at me as a small smile formed on her face as she gave me the phone.

'Oh crap, she's really giving it to me'

I took the phone and answered it as I placed it near my ear.

"Alexandra" It was Captain Guerrero.

"Hello, Captain Guerrero" I greeted in Alexandra's voice.

"We need you here at the train station, there's something I think you'll need"

"I'll be there"

I handed back the phone.

"That was pretty good" Alexandra admitted.

I winked at her before looking at the boys.

"Boys, make your way to the train station. There's something that Alexandra need to see"

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(𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝙿𝚘𝚟)

Alexandra, Basilio, Crispin and I walked into the train station where you could hear Mayor Santamaria's mouth running for the cameras.

"Seem like there's no rest for the wicked, sir" I said as we walked up to Captin.

"Tell me about it" He agreed.

"We may need you on this one, Alexandra" He told her.

"Doesn't help that I got a circus trampling on my crime scene!" He angrily expressed as he pointed at the crowd.

"Mayor Santamaria's office got wind of it. And now, he wants to take over" He explained.

"God, I love election time" Guerrero said dryly.

I rolled my eyes. Of course, he would come here, but he doesn't care about the victim only about continuing to be mayor.

"He might be trying to cover something up rather than solve it" Alexandra said as she handed him the rag.

"Mayor Santamaria isn't someone you could go up against, Alexandra. He's got backers rich enough to keep him in office and powerful enough to make his critics disappear" Guerrero explained.

"Gina Santos, the White Lady of Balete Drive was his mistress when she killed herself. He sacrificed her ghost to gain favour with the aswang. If he aligning with them we need to know why, because dealing with the underworld isn't a pretty thing" I explained.

Soon enough Mayor Santamaria was done with his speech and was accompanied by two men and a woman.

The lady handed Alexandra and Basilio a rounded fan with a picture of Santamaria on it.

He handed it to me. I looked at it unimpressed before handed it to Crispin.

Mayor Santamaria and the two men walked by.

Alexandra and Crispin dropped the fan before we followed him.

"Hoy!" Basilio called (🛐 Yes sir) stopping the Mayor and his men.

Once they stopped Basilio and Crispin held the men back as Alexandra and I walked up to Mayor Santamaria when he stopped and looked back.

"Do I know you?" He asked.

"No, but you will" I told him as Alexandra and I stopped in front of him.

"We have a mutual acquaintance. Ibwa tells me you took some mermaid bones from him" She explained to him.

He started at her.

"He runs a bad crew, Mr Mayor. You're better off coming clean for the murder of Gina Santos than dealing with the" She continued.

'Murder? And here I was thinking she killed herself' I thought to myself.

"What a wild imagination you have for such a pretty face" He commented.

Ew. I didn't even bother to hide my disgust for this man. 

"But if you're going to accuse me of something that serious, you'd better have proof" He seriously said.

I glanced back to see Basilio's foot on the guy's chest and Crispin held the other guy by his collar against the pillar.

'Really?' I mouthed to them causing them to release them from their hold.

The two-man got up and walked over to the Mayor as I walked to Crispin and Basilio.

Before I hug and greet them Alexandra had other plans.

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In the cart the place was covered in blood, the smell made me feel lightheaded but why? I've seen so worse than this so why was this different, I didn't even step foot in there, yet I felt sick.

I placed my foot in and a headache hit me like a train, causing me the hold my head and leaned against the cart entrance.

I saw a blinding flash of white light. Then flashes of my parents, I was on top of them, loving through a creep in the ceiling, they were talking to someone then, my father started to move his arms around, he was now auguring with someone after that's all I could see was red covering everything in the living and a lifeless body on the ground.

"Y/n" Crispin voice brought me back to reality as I blinked.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

I looked at him I tried to talk but I couldn't so I shake my head no.

Basilio came up, wearing a concerned look on his face as he placed a hand on my neck.

"You're cold" Basilio commented before turning to Alexandra.

"Bossing, Y/n isn't looking too hot which isn't something that usually happens"

I smiled weakly at his joke.

"If Y/n isn't feeling good take her to sit down" Alexandra instructed.

They nodded and before I knew it Crispin held me in his arms and carried me to sit down.

I heard the twins talking about water before Basilio left.

I leaned and laid on Crispin's shoulder, taking in his cologne.

He wrapped his arms around my side, pulling me close.

"Are you okay, Y/n? Tell me did you drink enough water today?" He asked.

I nodded.

"I saw something, my parents"

"You don't have to talk about it?"

"Yes. It was like I was on top watching below them but there was with someone before there was all this blood" I explained.

"But Anton said that your parents were ambushed by ten aswang" Crispin reminded me.

"I know but that's what I find so strange, I was there when it happened and yet I don't remember"

Crispin rubbed my shoulder.

"I heard the human mind works in mysterious ways maybe the memory was that traumatic that the brain forced you to forget?" He suggested.

...

That honestly sounds like it does happen but why would I remember it now? It felt as though my bairn didn't want to remember. 

I looked at him and smiled.

"That was a nice analyse Crispin, well done" I told him before pulling him by his tie for a kiss, which he returned as he placed his gloved hand on my cheek.

We pulled apart from the kiss.

"It looks like you're feeling better" He commented.

I giggled.

"I sure am"

I looked to see Basilio walking back to us with a bag.

I waved to him making him smile as he jogged his back here.

He placed the bag next to me, leaned, and placed a kiss on my lips before sitting next to me.

"So, what in the bag?" Crispin asked.

Basilio crossed his leg and opened the bag, and the smell of mozzarella cheese sticks filled the air. He lifted his hand over me to hand it over to Crispin along with the sauce and handed me a brown bag and a bottle of water.

I opened it to reveal a lot of sugar cookies causing me to smile and place a kiss on his cheek.

"Thank you, Basilio"

He placed his arms around my neck and place a kiss on my temple.

"Anything for you, Princess"

I felt Crispin wrapped his hand with mine.

Sometimes I wonder, how am I so lucky to have not one but two amazing boyfriends.

Soon Basilio took out my phone.

"Where did you get that?" I asked him.

"Aw don't worry, Princess, just smile"

I couldn't help but laugh.

I remember showing them social media for the first time when we were dating.

They were so excited to post pictures of the three of us together.

So innocent and naïve that people would respond positively.

Oddly enough the comments were more direct at me.

Some called me a slut, a hoe and so many other nasty things.

I remember them getting ready to go and killed one of the commenters but I told them not to since internet trolls are like a hydra get rid of one head, three more heads grow back.

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𝔽𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕙𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 

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(𝟹𝚛𝚍 𝙿𝚘𝚟)

It was Y/n first day off back to school and she came back home crying.

Her mother and father were in the living room when their daughter ran past them and went straight upstairs.

Her father looked concerned look on his face as her mother shrugged her shoulder.

"You have to talk her" Her father said.

"She okay, she tough girl" Her mother reassured.

Her father stared at her and she stared back before sighing and got up to see her daughter.

She knocked on her daughter door.

"Sweetie, are you okay?" She asked.

She could hear her daughter sniffing.

"No" She answered.

She sighed, how was she going to deal with this?

Whenever she was sad or got depressed, her parent would tell her to drink some water and pray and if that didn't work, they told her to go take a nap.

Should she tell her twelve-year-old that, drink water and pray and if that doesn't work take a nap?

Of course not.

The difference between Diwata and her parent was an experience.

Over her time in America, she had her fair share of bullying but bullying there compare to there are... different.

Diwata opened the door and saw her daughter on her bed, still on her school uniform in a foetus position.

Diwata sat on her daughter's bed. As soon as she did Y/n turned to her mother and crawled and laid her head on her lap.

"Today some kids came by me and made fun and called me stupid because of the way I look"

"And you let that ruin your day, huh?"

Diwata shook her head, she started to play with her daughter's hair as she looked up at her.

Her eyes swelled with tears.

Okay, maybe Diwata was being a bit harsh.

"Y/n, do you want some advice?" She asked her daughter.

She slowly nodded.

"The words only have so much power to hurt you because you gave them that power" She explained.

"You can't allow words to hurt you, to let them eat up you inside until use destroy your own self because one word someone said to use"

"You see this" Diwata said as she pointed to her head.

"Don't let anyone hold that captivate it helps to protect you mentally and physically and nothing bad should happen to that or this" She said as she pointed at her daughter's heart making her giggle.

"And you too need to build yourself up, I'm not going to be here forever"

Y/n looked at her mother in distress as she got up from her mother's lap and hugged her as tight as possible.

"What? Of course, you're gonna be here with me, I can't breathe without" She told her mother causing Diwata to laugh as she hugged her tighter.

"Darling you need oxygen to breathe, not me. But even if I go promise you never let anyone tell you anything that would cause you to feel sad or ruin that bright day. Mostly do whatever makes you happy even if the world goes against you and shames you just know I'll always love you"

"I love you to mama"

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𝔽𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕙𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕆𝕧𝕖𝕣

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At the end of the day, I'm happy with them and I'm not killing anyone.

Besides people need to mind their own business and live their boring life and make sure they have their own education and making their own pay and not depend on someone for income.

Also, they can suck my dick and I know that I don't have one but I have a pink dildo in my dresser because I am a woman.

A few minutes had passed when Alexandra came back.

"Are you feeling better, Y/n?" She asked.

I nodded.

"Yes, I just need some water"

She nodded.

"Good because we need to go and I need you to be able to fight"

"So where are we going now, Bossing?" Basilio asked.

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After some driving, we came across a building surrounded by bum wire.

Crispin turned off the engine as Alexandra opened the door as we all got out of the car.

"Wait for my signal" She ordered.

"You got it bossing. We'll be ready when you need us" Crispin said.

She looks back at us seriously.

"If you mess this up, I will separate the three of you understand?" She threatened.

My eyes widened and place my hand on my heart, offended.

"Okay we'll be on time no need to threaten us with separation" I told her.

"Good" With that she walked off to the building.

"What does her signal look like again?" I asked.

"Knowing Crispin, he'll probably rush" Basilio theories as he stood next to me and lean against the car.

"What? That's not true!" 

We looked at him only for him to nervously laugh.

"At palaging siya ang unang namatay sa mga video game. 'Crispin, huwag kang magmadali' At siya ang unang namatay. At minsan naiihi ako sa sarili ko na tinatawanan ko lang siya" I explained giggling at the memory.
(And he was always the first to die in video games. 'Crispin, don't rush in' And he was the first to die. And sometimes I pee to myself that I just laugh at him)

"Matapat siyang sumuso sa mga video game. Palaging sumisigaw ng 'Isang tao sa akin!'" Basilio chuckled.
(He honestly sucks at video games. Always shouting 'Someone on me!')

I started to lean on Basilio as I started to laugh harder now.

"Taya ko sa iyo 200 na siya ay magmamadali" Basilio whisped in my ear.
(I bet you 200 that he's gonna rush)

I smirked and looked up at him.

"Mayroon akong kumpiyansa na hindi niya gagawin ang 400 ₱" I whisper back.
( I have confidence that he will not rush so make 400 won)

I have confidence that he will not make 400 won

"Oh ha ha" Crispin sarcastically laughed.

*𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛*

Crispin started to pace up and down in front of us.

"She probably having all the fun" He muttered.

"Look, I'm she's handling to situations well-"

Soon Crispin's mask appeared on his face and he flew off.

I rolled my eyes and glance up at Basilio, who smirked.

"I'll pay you after"

I took out my pen where it formed into a besom broom and held it horizontally before sitting on it. I lifted my feet off the ground and start to fly.

Basilio masked appeared along with his guns.

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𝕋𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕊𝕜𝕚𝕡 𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥

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After the fight, we walked out of the building where there were police cars.

The little girl ran away from Alexandra to her mother near the ambulance.

We followed behind.

"Thank you. You save my baby" She thanked us.

"Can you tell us what happened?" I asked.

She told us what had happened along with other survivors.

They had survived the fire in Guadalupe but they lost everything. Mayor Santamaria's men came and offer to pay for their relocation but they being they to get them out even before the fire. They were hoping to hold out for a better price but they didn't have a choice now. The first night was good they were fed well and had a clean place to stay, the mayor came in and promised that he would take care of everything.

That was until the night of the slaughter.

How can someone be so heartless so sell off his own people just to be in power?

The aswang came as they slept, taking them away and kept them in cages and they weren't the only ones in cages. They brought groups of people every day. They were powerless to do anything but wait. The victims could hear their feast and the screams through the walls.

They say the Mayor in the kitchen renegotiating their deal with the Aswang, promising he would cover up their tracks on the train track and burn more settlements for their food supply.

They called out to him but he ignored them.

After hearing the case, I was staring at nothing in particular just lost in thought.

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𝔽𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕙𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜

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Twelve-year-old Y/n was in her mother's garden looking for her mother.

Once she saw her watering the white roses she came running up to her.

"Mummy!" She called.

Her mother glanced up to see her daughter running up to her.

"Yes, Y/n?"

"What does the Devil look like? Some kids asked me and I didn't know how to

Diwata eyebrows furrowed together.

"Why are they asking you that? What are you a priest?" She asked.

"Aren't you? I mean you know a lot about God and everything"

Diwata eyebrows furrowed together even more before she sighed.

"Well, the Devil is an evil spirit, not a born to look like a human. But he can take the appearance of what you fear" She started to explain.

"Or he can come into your life and act as a friend and invite them into your home only for them to show their real form, it's scary" Diwata admitted.

"Have you met him? The devil that his?" Y/n asked her.

Diwata stared off in the distance with a down.

"I think I have and it's only a matter of time before he shows his true form to us"

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𝔽𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕙𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕆𝕧𝕖𝕣

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(𝟹𝚛𝚍 𝙿𝚘𝚟)

After the arrest of Santamaria everyone when home.

Crispin and Basilio were on the sofa playing a video game as Y/n was in the kitchen who had just finished making Siopao when Hank came in the kitchen with tree boba tea.

"Hey Y/n got this for you and the boys" He told her as he rested the tray on the counter.

"Aw! thank you, Hank, did you get the-"

"Passion Fruit flavour? Yep your favourite"

She smiled and took up a container and handed him a Siopao.

He smiled and took a bite from it.

"Just like your mother"

Y/n laughed.

"My mother couldn't cook to save her life, my dad always cooked" She corrected him as she placed all the Siopao in a large bowl.

"Really? Hmm I'm sure your mother use to cook something"

"Yeah, more American cuisine. Her time over there she had forgotten how to cook her home food but she did know how to cook a good stack and have a good BBQ" Y/n smiled before taking the bowl filled with Siopao along with the sauce and the boba tea and walked off.

Y/n walked behind the boys and placed the bowl and Boba Tea on the coffee table in front of them.

"Oh is that Siopao?" Crispin asked as he placed down his controller and took one.

"Aw, princess, you shouldn't have" Basilio said as he drank the Passion Fruit boba tea.

Y/n smiled as she looked at her phone.

"Yeah just leave the Passion Fruit boba tea for me"

She looked up to see Basilio's mouth on the straw of her Boba Tea.

She stared at him.

He nervously laughed.

Just as Y/n got up to kill him, Crispin pulled her pants a bit causing her attention to change to him.

"Before you kill him Y/n, we need him to play Halo 3 with" He reminded her as he handed her a controller.

Y/n smiled.

"Oh yeah!" She exclaimed as took the controller and sat in between them.

Little did anyone know that Basilio drinking Y/n's boba tea just left her open to something new. 

𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐛𝐨𝐛𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐦 𝐈 𝐅𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐨 𝐬𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐆𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞. 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐅𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐦𝐞. 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐫.