Fifth Judgment

[divine_ferrari]

...Mother's Day...

[[Marco can be found sitting on his porch, a large plate of pasta in his hands. He tried to recreate his mother's recipe, but failed. It's still plenty edible, though.]]

Comments

[eye_do]

Are you okay, Marco?

[divine_ferrari]

Hm? Oh, Marie. I'm fine. Simply reminiscing, that's all.

[eye_do]

Would you like some company?

[divine_ferrari]

...I appreciate the offer, but I'd prefer to be left alone for the time being.

[eye_do]

I see. If you change your mind, please let me know.