It took them one day before they got in Tagbilaran Airport in Bohol. Everyone in the plane are awakes except her. Irish was still sleeping in her seats so Basil wake her up.
“Wake up love, we’re here,” he said while shaking her gently.
Irish mutter smiling her seat. She’s still in her dreams. “Bakit ba ang g’wapo-g’wapo mo? Hmmm… (Why are you so handsome? Hmmm…)” she asked dreamily.
Basil hissed and stood straight in front of her, “Irish.” he called deep down of his voice.
“What?” she replied while her eyes are closed.
“We are here.”
“Hmmm?”
“Get up now or I will leave you here,” he said watching her still sleeping.
“Then leave me,” she chuckled and changed her position looking in the window.
“Tsk.” He walked out in the plane and left Irish like what she chose.
