I never know how big deal the twenty-fourth of December to the Filipinos until I've witness it with my own eyes.
The simbang gabi around six in the morning. Like they promised me. Atasha and Fallon treat us a puto bumbong and bibingka. We wait in a set of round table and long chairs made of bamboos.
"Baby, are you cold?" Damon asked when he notice that I constantly rub my arms to keep myself warm. I shook my head and smile at him. "It's fine." He remove his jacket and wrap it around my body. As if the warmth brought by his jacket are not enough. Damon wrap his arms on my upper body and fanned my neck with his hot breathe that send tickles on my whole body. I pushed him away from me and even hit the back of his hand. Soon enough we are laughing and the people around us waiting and eatin
