[FA parking lot]
dad: ya - so you'll be driving home today!
no 'i'm tired', okay?
iya: sige
*feels headache coming on*
dad: okay! let's go - i'll take rest, you already know the way back.
iya: yah, of course.
[katipunan]
iya: urgh traffic.
*nearly bumps into a car/jeep/motorcycle, nearly gets stuck at the U-turn and etc*
*wonders why there is no commentary coming from parental unit*
*looks*
SHIT.
dad: ZZZ.
[half-way through C5]
dad: nghuh
*wakes up *
sorry, i was so tired eh.
*sees where they are*
good job 'ya!
iya: *anxiety much*
heh...yah.
[that night]
dad: the best driver in the world!
iya: why'd you fall asleep?!
other things - i have an ID!
w00t.
and i have to cram.
AGAIN.
darn you woodrose years for bestowing that cursed habit.
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