Unang-una… Happy birthday Kenneth!
Just came from Kenneth’s birthday bash. Nins drove me to my house.
On the way home, we stopped by an intersection. A red no-left-turn light was gleaming. Mon, Picoy, Julian and I were chatting happily and sabaw-ly (most of us were inebriated by a few bottles of alcohol) when Nins heard a peculiar sound.
He heard gunshots.
He announced it to the group and then we began to shut up.
No more gunshots were heard, but instead, we saw people running on the other side of the cross-road. One was running relatively slower than the others while pointing a gun towards the crowd’s direction.
Tangina tangina tangina.
Nins ignored the traffic light and swung left.
Tangina tangina tangina.
We just hope that nobody died/dies.
