I was really bored in this ride. It's been an hour and yet we still here in EDSA.
And the man beside me acting like a jerk. He's been quiet and a bit cold for a few days in a row.
"Can I have one?" I was about to touch his mint candies that was placed on the dashboard when I heard him say "No."
I creased my forehead. Even this poor mint candy? What the heck.
"I'm not going to eat all of them." so I got it for myself. I looked at his face when he grabbed my hand with the candies on.
"Why is so hard for you to listen? To follow?" he's restraining himself. "Is it because my Dad's the one who's paying you? Then If I'll pay you with my own money you will start to listen? And you'll be able to do as what I told?"
"I just want to taste the candy, coz I feel sleepy. What the hell is your pro
