"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CAN'T FIND THE ADDRESS?! THERE'S ONLY ONE MICHAEL J. SAN JUAN IN THIS COUNTRY WITH THE SJGC IN BUSINESS INDUSTRY AND I'M FVCKIN' SURE IT SHOULDN'T BE THAT HARD TO FIND HIS ADDRESS. YOU IDIOTS! GET THE HELL OUT OF MY SIGHT."
And they turn to the door one by one, all five of them.
Okay, I'll tell you about it. Pinapahanap ko ang address ng tinutuluyan ni Ariel. Obviously, yesterday, hindi ko siya naihatid because of that stupid meddling brother of mine. Now, I'm fvcking frustrated to the bones that I can't find her.
"James?"
"Hey, Naomi. How are you?"
"What do you need?" she asks over the phone, sounding rather irritated.
"Didn't you miss me just a little bit?" I try asking for a little humor.
"You can't get anything from me. Especially if it involves Ariel. Have
