“May jacket ka ba?” tanong ni Andrè habang inaayos ang overnight bags sa likod ng kotse. “Hindi ‘yung fashion lang ha. Yung totoong jacket.”
“Excuse me,” I said, offended. “This is a functional hoodie, okay?”
He raised an eyebrow. “Croptop hoodie na may butas sa siko? Babe, Baguio ‘to, hindi chill tambayan sa coffee shop.”
“Wala akong planong mag-ukay sa session road nang nanginginig, don’t worry.”
He sighed dramatically. “Fine. Basta ‘wag kang magrereklamo mamaya kung lamigin ka.”
I gave him a playful glare. “If lamigin ako, edi yayakapin mo ko. Win-win.”
That shut him up.
And so, off we went—just the two of us, on our first real road trip. No deadlines, no errands, no Zoom meetings to ruin the mood. Just an open road, a bag full of chips, a shared playlist, and the promise of fres
