15:Past

Brye sat in front of me while we ate. The food that is cooked is now almost finished, with nothing left on the plate, on the pan, and on the rice cooker. A sigh left our lips while he stood up, “I got some drinks in my bag, care to get them while I wash the plates?” he gives me a side smile before cleaning the table and I rolled my eyes lightly, smiling before I stood up to take the drinks, two bottles of obviously, alcoholic drinks, “made sure na hindi beer” I smiled the way he spoke as he rolled his eyes at me. “What? I’m liking the accent Brye, I wasn’t judging” I chuckled at him while getting two glasses and placing them on the coffee table. I slumped down on the couch while I waited for him to dry his hands and sit down by my side. I watched his hand skillfully open the bottles and pour the drink into the glass.

“I wasn’t supposed to be drinking” I muttered while accepting the glass-filled drink. Brye smirks with a light scoff, “yeah? Your hand doesn’t seem to know that” he chuck