Why do I feel this way?...
[In a certain courtyard, against a certain tree sat Chomesuke with her legs spread out in front of her and her little Cross plushie in her lap. Every once in a while she would adjust his little hat, smooth out his coat or gently brush his hair with her fingers.]
Oh, Marian... What am I suppose to do, cho? So many things are happening I can't seem to keep up with it all... People are becoming quieter, my friends are getting hurt and less and less people seem to be around, cho... What should I do?
[She held the plushie with both hands and made it turn away from her.]
'What the hell are you whining to me for? I'm not your mother! Go bother some one who cares!'
[Chomesuke let out a small groan and hung her head.]
Oh, Marian... What am I suppose to do, cho? So many things are happening I can't seem to keep up with it all... People are becoming quieter, my friends are getting hurt and less and less people seem to be around, cho... What should I do?
[She held the plushie with both hands and made it turn away from her.]
'What the hell are you whining to me for? I'm not your mother! Go bother some one who cares!'
[Chomesuke let out a small groan and hung her head.]