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Hindi mapakali si Naia. Kanina pa siya nakaharap sa isang rack puno ng damit but she can't seem to pick an outfit.
Araw na ng dinner nila with the Montecillos. Daig niya pa ang isang presong nakalinya upang hatulan ng kamatayan. She was both a nervous wreck and a full-on mess. Where's Uno when you need her?
"Third!" sigaw niya. "Third I need you help!"
In just a matter of second, niluwa ng kanyang pinto ang kapatid ma humahangos.
"Ate? Why? What's wrong—"
"I don't have anything to wear for the dinner," nagpapanic niyang saad. Nangunot naman agad ang noo nito.
"Ha? Ang dami-dami mo kayang damit diyan ate. Designer pa. Panong wala kang masuot?"
"I mean, wala akong mapili," paglilinaw niya. "Can you help me?"
"Ate, in case may jet lag ka pa, I'm a guy. Wala akong alam sa mga damit
