Last Wednesday we were scheduled to go to the NSO office in Quezon City to follow up the endorsement that we got from Batangas, and finally request for copies of our Marriage Contract.
Since my car is banned* during Wednesdays, I told Garandee that we will have to commute this time. This got her really excited since she doesn't get to ride jeepneys and the MRT that often.
We rode in one of the jeepneys that'll take us to the nearest MRT station. Luckily this one was almost empty so there was a lot of room to get comfortable.
Maybe too comfortable.
Garandee was looking out the window enjoying the view, when the driver suddenly slammed on the brakes to pick up a passenger. Garandee launched forward, her forehead heading straight for the lady's armpit. Good thing I had quick, action-hero reflexes so I grabbed her arms and pulled her back to my side.
Garandee regained her composure and turned to me, her face all blushed like a tomato.
Garandee: "Sorry po. I'm a beginner..."
I gave her a "comforting" look, then she clung to my arm for the rest of the trip.
*in Manila private cars are banned for one weekday to control traffic in the metro.