When we arrive in the basement where the arena is at, I give Belle a chair comfortable enough where she can sit and just watch while waiting for me to get through this screening process. I stretch my limbs for a bit and not long after, Belle taps at my waist.
“The tall one looks like she has quite the temperament of a security person,” she remarks.
I look over only to see two disoriented figures running towards the arena while wearing their combat uniforms. “I don’t see anyone tall.”
Belle scoffs. “Above average na ‘yung height na ‘yan. ‘Yung isang nakalugay ang buhok.”
I think I can already tell which one of the two scampering figures is taller than the other. But I still don’t think the person is tall enough to be considered ‘tall’ in my dictionary. I cross my arms over
