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"Just a few more minutes..."
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"AGHH FINE I GET ITT!"
Angel yelled, scratching her head as she screamed from the top of her lungs, sitting upright in bed. Then—the door swung open.
"Angel! What was that?!"
Her mother stood there, looking at her, annoyed.
"It's so early in the morning and you're screaming bloody murder! Have you no shame? You're embarrassing us in front of the neighbors!"
Angel's face couldn't help but turn a bright pink.
『Oh my goshhh! I woke up like that?!』
Angel put both hands on her cheeks, shaking her head left and right in horror.
"I'm really sorry, Ma!! I'm really sorry!"
Angel kept bowing at her mother.
"So long as you know your mistakes."
Angel's mother sighed, hands on her hips.
"Come eat breakfast."
She said it so nonchalantly before closing the door behind her.
"I can't believe I really did that..."
Angel murmured, unable to look anywhere but down at her bed, her face beet red.
Maybe it's because she's a young woman now, but even then!
She couldn't imagine getting that irritated by a rooster's crow. She literally grew up in this house.
Is it stress?
But nothing's really stressing her out... right?
She could overthink this all day, but, honestly? It's not that deep.
What is important right now is what she's actually gonna do: go outside and head to Maria's house.
Some people might think—
"But Angel, you just have to go outside and meet Maria. What could go wrong?"
Well, a lot.
Going outside = people.
People = admiration.
Admiration = stares.
Stares = flattered but also anxiety.
Yeah. Suffering from success, basically.
Angel left her room and had breakfast with her parents.
The food today?
Okra and ukoy.
「If I remember correctly, this is basically smol fishes that are fried, right?」
Angel thought as she continued eating. It's salty… kinda. But that depends on where you buy it!
Even though it can be salty, it's still so delicious.
After eating her fill, Angel cleaned her plate and took a bath.
Today, she put a little more effort into scrubbing her skin and lathering her hair with shampoo and conditioner.
It would be so awkward if she went to Maria's place and, despite being fresh out of the shower, smelled like a wet dog!
That would be beyond embarrassing!
Which is why she wanted to put in more effort. She didn't want to feel shame or regret later.Especially since she's meeting someone her age.
After making sure every nook and cranny was squeaky clean, Angel made her way to her room.Time to pick an outfit.
「Now what should I wear?」
Even though she was just heading to Maria's house, she wanted to look good.She browsed through her dresses, then her tops and bottoms—unable to decide instantly.Is this why women take so long to get dressed?
For Angel, the only reason it was taking forever was because she couldn't pick the perfect outfit.Think of it like a fighting game. Even if you know all the combos, if you can't pick the right one for the situation, you'll definitely lose.
That's Angel right now—trying on outfit after outfit.
First, she tried an off-shoulder pink long-sleeve top paired with a white skirt. She twirled around.
Still unsatisfied.
Then, she tried something more mature—a long, flowing floral dress with thin long sleeves, her hair tied in a braid.
「Still not it!」
Angel had been standing in front of her cabinet for an hour now. She sighed. What was she getting so worked up for?
It's not like she was asking Maria out on a date.
Plus… she's a young woman now.
「I don't think Maria swings that way.」
Angel muttered as she continued rummaging through her cabinet.「I think this would suit me?」
She held up a simple white button-up shirt and a black pleated skirt. It's simpler, kinda cuter, too?
「Yeah, this should do.」
Angel tilted her body left and right, scanning herself.
She looked cute!!
She couldn't help but giggle.
Now all that's left is to actually go outside, go to Maria's house, ask when she wants to go out, and boom!
Done!
Angel grabbed her phone and stepped out of her room, heading to the living room."Angel, where are you going?"
Angel turned to see her mom watching her.
"Ah!! Ma, I'm just going to Maria's house!"
Her mother gave her a suspicious look.
"Maria's house?"
Angel awkwardly laughed.
"Yeah! I just wanna ask her something."
Her mother's eyes scanned her from head to toe.
"Sure. But with your outfit… are you really going out in tsinelas?"
Angel's eyes widened.
CRUD!
Shoes!!
She needs actual shoes for this outfit! Or heels—but hell no to heels. Shoes it is!
"Right, right! I was about to do that!"
Angel laughed.
No.
No, she wasn't.
She was definitely about to step out in slippers.
While that wouldn't normally be a big deal, it would look weird with her current outfit.
So, she hurried over to the shoe rack, grabbed a pair of decent black shoes and some socks.
Now she was ready.
Time to meet Maria!