Jellybean Extras: The Case of The Good Morning Texts

This was a deleted scene from Jellybean Part 1 that I thought was too funny not to include anywhere! This was supposed to go right before the "despedida party" the Tali Beach crew threw for Yoni. All media is sourced from Pinterest unless credited otherwise. Enjoy!

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Nagulat nalang si Dean at biglaang dumating si Parker at Atlas sa bahay niya. They huddle around the T.V. playing FIFA and NBA 2k. Nagmumukha na ata silang clingy kasi hanggang semestral break magkasama pa rin sila kahit halos araw-araw naman silang nagkikita sa Atereo.

“Don’t you think we hang out too often?” Dean brings the topic up, thumbs pressing hard on the controller buttons. Shit, the free throw didn’t go through. Admittedly, he sucks at 2k. ‘Di hamak mas magaling siya sa totoong basketball kaysa rito.

Parker blows air of his mouth as if the question is stupid. “No,” sagot niya.

Atlas breathes in. “I dunno, man… Lim says the same thing.” (Parker pulls back. “What?” Dean didn’t expect that. “Talaga?” he inserts.)

Lauchengco nods. “Yeah, she says we hang out too much. Not that it’s a problem but she says maybe we don’t have to send good morning texts to each other all the time.”

Dean grimaces. Texting each other ‘hitting the gym today, morning’ is hardly a good morning message. Nagtatanong lang kung may sasabay mag-gym. “Eh, ano, you agree?” ani Parker. “You think we spend too much time together?”

“No, it’s not like that—”

“You think we should stop seeing each other?”

“That’s not what I said!”

“It’s not what you said, it’s how you said it.” Parker turns to Dean. “’Di ba?” These two sound more stupid with each passing second.

“Malay ko sa inyo,” komento ni Dean. He uses Parker’s diverted attention to steal the ball from his team. “Fuck,” Verdaderra curses. Parker’s phone buzzes thrice, quickly. He pauses the game to check the notifaction. “Bro—” Dean reacts. Hindi lang siya pinansin ng kaibigan at nagpatuloy sa pagttext.

“Stopping a game to text her back is criminal.” Atlas noses up a laugh. “It’s that good of a fuck?”

Oh, shit. Parker turns to ice. Dean bites back his amusement knowing full well who Parker is texting.

Verdaderra cranes his neck. “Yeah, good lay.” He clicks back to resume the game. Nang matapos ang match nila, tumabay lang dito ang dalawa. Maybe Liz is right, he spends too much time with them. If he's not with Ysabelle, he's with these shitheads. Magkakapalit na ata sila ng mukha sa lagay na ‘to.

The two start ordering lunch (yeah, the two got here to hang out before 10 AM.) Dean spots a paper bag resting on the floor in a corner. Ysabelle left it in his car, a dress that she got altered a few days ago. He always keeps forgetting to give it back. Punatahan niya na kaya ngayon?

Does that seem like overkill? Tila kakaalis lang niya sa bahay ni Ysabelle matapos ang tuloy-tuloy na pagtulog do'n ngayong buwan. He has spent more time in her room than he has outside. Fuck it. Half a day without her is more than enough.