Imagine You & Me Page #5

Poor thing.

Sorry. Hope you forgive me, alright?

Thank you.

Thank you. Sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'll be going now. Sorry guys. Alright?

K. Take care, alright?

God.

Oh! Oh! Gara.

-Gara.

-Hey!

Are you all right?

How can you drive home?

I can take care of myself.

-"Take care of myself"?

-Please.

-Take a look at yourself. You're so drunk.

-I am not drunk.

I am not drunk.

Where's the-

Where's the bathroom?

You know, both of you

are to blame for this.

What if he throws up inside the bathroom,

who's going to clean it up?

-You know what, I just realized

-Gosh, I just remembered

-I have a meeting with my babe tonight.

-I have a date tonight.

We're supposed to have left.

-Fine. Be like that.

-Let's go. See you later.

You know us, we are kind.

When we say things, we do them.

-No. Be like that.

-Time to go!

-Because we're kind, we don't

-Goodbye!

-want others waiting for us. Right?

-No. Fine. Just leave me

Careful.

Oh my goodness, I may really

have a fracture because of you.

Hello, Aunt Terry?

Yes, Andrew's here.

My God! He's too drunk.

I'll just send him home tomorrow.

Yes. I'll take care of it.

It's because Vangie and Winona

encouraged him to drink.

I'll take care of it, Auntie.

Goodbye.

Oh, dear. Why drink

if you can't handle it?

But in fairness to you, you look

kind when you're asleep.

And your dimples are out.

I'll leave you there.

Really?

Doofus cleaned.

So he's got manners after all.

Sir Maurizio?

Miss Clarissa!

Molly?

Molly, where are you?

Molly?

Molly?

Molly, where are you?

Molly?

Molly?

Miss Clarissa?

Miss Clarissa!

Sir Maurizio?

Miss Clarissa?

Shall I call the doctor?

Sir Maurizio?

-No no no. No.

-Be careful. Be careful.

Careful, careful, careful.

Have a glass of water first.

Thanks.

Why don't you want to go to the hospital?

I don't want to die in the hospital.

That's what happened to my parents

when they had cancer.

And they made me promise that

I won't let the same thing happen to me.

So,

no chemos,

no hospitals and

no doctors.

I'm dying, Gara.

I've already accepted it.

But

you're still so young.

Like, you still have many dreams.

And how about Molly.

Are you OK, Gara?

I just remembered the movie "Hachiko".

The dog there,

he goes to the train station everyday

to fetch his master.

Then, when his master had gone,

Hachiko still goes there everyday,

waiting if

his master would come,

if his master would arrive.

I guess that's where we

differ from our pets.

At least, we...

we were capable of moving on.

There.

Aunt Terry!

Thanks for taking care of Andrew.

Still irritable?

I'm not sure.

But somehow he mellowed down.

Hey, you're still not telling yet about

what happened at Parco de Tremezzo.

My goodness, Auntie, big scene!

As in! I really thought

that he would jump.

Here's how it goes:

I kept on shouting there.

Then I tripped, but of course

I got back up again.

-Keep quiet.

-Ouch!

Why? Is it now forbidden

to recount a story?

Have I said anything?

None.

What are you standing there for? Let's go.

Huh? Is there a chair?

Where? I'm not seeing it.

Take a day off today. Accompany me.

Yes. Of course. Go with him.

I just want to make it up to you.

Coffee. Ice cream. Lunch.

Whatever you want.

Do I need to plead?

Is it free?

Yes.

If it is free, you should have said so

sooner so that the discussion is over.

Auntie, bye!

Bye! Enjoy yourself!

I'll admit to you...

I locked myself for about a year.

I should have been in

residency, but I stopped.

I just needed to vent my anger.

And you were the one

I had let it out on that day.

And somehow,

I'm already OK.

What is that?

Part of my moving on.

Good for you.

Because...don't you miss your old self?

What?

Because I saw your

pictures on the cell phone.

You were just smiling. Your

dimples were out as well.

Like, life is all about being happy.

Like that.

Today's a new day.

-Ice cream parlor.

-Yes.

Let's go?

-Good morning!

-Good morning!

So, what flavor do you want?

Hey!

You made me your punching bag

with your hatred against the world

and all you're asking me is 'flavor'?

I deserve flavors.

Plural.

Uh, that one.

And can I have also this one.

And this one.

And also this one.

And that one.

-And that one.

-Three only.

Flavors.

Tastes good!

Although,

I still miss the ice cream

in the Philippines.

Of course.

You may be shocked when

I tell you that

I am NBSB.

I won't be shocked if you're NBSB.

What do you mean you won't be shocked?

Are you saying that I'm ugly?

No.

Um, you're busy. There.

You're busy with your work.

You're busy with your family.

Am I right?

Good answer.

I'm just waiting.

Just waiting.

Maybe my love life was just caught in a

traffic jam or just got delayed in customs.

Maybe so.

But you may not know, one day,

like that,

you may be one of them.

-Oh my!

-You will bring your date here.

And you may not know,

your first kiss may be here.

Goodness, no! I don't plan to date here

and have my first kiss.

There in Verona.

What's in Verona?

The ultimate

romantic place for all lovers.

How Romeo and Juliet

loved each other endlessly.

When the Romeo of my life arrives,

there's where I will bring him,

to Juliet's house.

-Romeo and Juliet.

-Uh-huh.

As in...

"Romeo and Juliet" by William Shakespeare?

Yes.

Why is your countenance like that?

Their love story was so pure.

Hello.

Pure.

What version of

"Romeo and Juliet" have you read?

It's so tragicthe love story of the

both of them. They both died.

Maybe so.

For others, it's tragic.

But for me, no.

Because for me, their

love story had a happy ending.

Because they died loving each other.

They died having found

their meant-to-be's.

Not everyone is given

that chance, you know.

For me,

it's much tragic if you never

even experience how to love.

In which

you died never even meeting the

person that was meant for you.

Want some?

That's not enough for you.

Oh. Don't worry, I'm not offering.

You buy there.

I'm the one who paid for that.

Yes. Did I say I?

Here. Thank you.

Just a second.

Hello.

Yes, Andrew?

What are you doing here?

Didn't I tell you don't follow me?

Why are you following me?

Didn't I say don't ever come here?

I told you I'm done.

I'm done, Andrew. We're through.

What do you still need from me?

What do you still want from me, Andrew?

I'm just looking for Gara?

Oh!

Gara is not here.

Went to church.

Went to San Giacomo.

Bye.

And finally, Lord,

please don't forsake my niece, Tabebeng.

Hope she grows cheerful, kind,

and capable just like her Auntie Gara.

Amen.

Oh, Lord...

By the way Lord,

thank you for all the rackets

You gave me, alright?

Hope it stays on for,

You know, for the economy.

Thanks.

Amen.

Oh, and...

and Lord, sorry, this is the last,

this is really the very last.

I hope

my Romeo would arrive already.

I've already been waiting for so long.

Is he still not ready?

Well, in any case, You know

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