TWH: Chap 39

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Isang pasukan "Oh! Lutuin mo na Fionna 'yung barbecue dali!" Max shouted. I put on my shades and started to carry the large plates with the barbecues in it. "Ay iba. Nag New York lang, naka-shades na habang nag-iihaw! Iba talaga ang fashion designer natin!" napangiwi ako sa sinabi ni Max. Tumawa ang mga lalaki. I smiled when Markeus snaked his arms around my waist again. I tsked. "Nagiging hobby mo na 'yan ah?" pang-aasar ko sa kanya. He leaned and sniffed my hair. "Bawal ba 'yon?" he replied. I just laughed a bit then shook my head as I put some of the barbecues on the griller. "Move away, Keoz. Nag-i-ihaw ako oh," saba tulak sa kanya palayo pero ayaw niya. I scoffed. "I'll do the grilling, just sit there. Ayokong mapapagod ka," ngumiwi ako. "Ang cheesy mo naman, hotdog ka ba?"

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