“Hi, I am S-Summer.” He stood up and shook hands with me today. He took out some money from the bag he was wearing, a bundle of a hundred dollars. His hand was bloody and he was still chasing his breath.
“I’m being kidnapped here in Hawaii,” she said, looking thirsty; I had no water and had only recently purchased alcohol.
“f**k, how can I help this? I don’t know how to leave Hawaii. Stupid waste of money.” I turned around as he quickly stood up and poured out the wine.
“The f**k, what did you say?” She said, and we were both shocked. I didn’t know that it could be in Tagalog.
“Look, I am being kidnapped. I am just having a vacation in Italy. Then there are men who take me, and then they keep on tracking me. I am too reckless.” She sat down as it rested.
“I am Summer Cathrione Avignon
