So, I woke up early this Monday. Saw my mom and bro getting ready for work. Me? I had no clue what to do first. They didn't come home on Sunday night and only got back around 4 AM this morning.
"Have some breakfast. Why are you up so early? What are you gonna do this early?" Mom asks as she comes over to the living room. I didn't have my own room, so I crashed there, trying to fit myself on the couch.
"I'm heading somewhere," I say with my just-woke-up voice, still wrapped in a blanket.
"Alright, get up and have some coffee," she says, heading back to the kitchen. My bro was already there, all dressed up.
I ditched my blanket and followed them to the kitchen.
"What's for breakfast?" I asked, looking for something to munch on.
"Coffee and pandesal," Mom says.
"No rice?" I wasn't used to having just bread in the morning.
"Go check out Pag-asa, have your breakfast there," Mom hands me 100 pesos. I headed out right away.
"Hey, take your keys! You might not be back soon and we have to leave for work!" Mom yells as I'm about to step out. Right, I needed my keys. I grabbed my wallet too. Still had some cash left even after splurging on food last night with Lorraine. Man, we ate a ton! All meat! Then I walked her home. We just walked.