> rOan's insTeaD
Author: aLmich
Somewhere between sleep and consciousness, I became aware of the bustle of activity downstairs... the unmistakable laugh,the aroma. The smell of ginisang tahong and pinipritong isda wafted through the window and assailed my scent buds and I knew it was time to get up.
It was ariel and roan getting busy preparing dinner, with khar amplifying the supposed to be simple and not that loud chat *hehehe
I was supposed to create a blog about the night's happening but due to roan's pamimilit, I'm posting hers.
Love? it must be. I'd rather not make anymore comment.