She barely talks to anyone anymore. She really needs to do that more.

“Hm.”

“Huh? What are you doing in here?”

“I feel like I don’t do much or talk to anyone anymore.”

Sunday is usually a good day to be lazy. She hasn’t properly gotten dressed yet.

She’s bored. She rarely does anything.

She’s ready for bed. She definitely doesn’t wear anything too sexy to bed.

“Oh right, Valentine’s Day is coming up.”

“Valentine’s Day is coming up...”

She’s getting ready for bed.

“Is there something on your mind? I’m kind of in the middle of something.”

“Hm? All right, I’ll let you know.” She just watched him leave in silence before she grabbed her clothes to continue getting dressed.

He wasn’t really bothering her. She’ll be done in a few moments.

That might have been for the best. She’s dressed down and walked out of the room, looking at him. “You can tell me what’s on your mind now.”

“Huh? You did? Thank you very much. You didn’t have to do that.” She said softly as she watched him closely. He was doing that a lot.

“Are you sure about that?” She asked curiously while looking at him.

“I see. Well, thank you.” She nodded slowly and tilted her head to the side.

“I’ve been okay. How about yourself?” She asked curiously and placed her hands behind her back.

Only around for her 20th birthday.

(Logs back in after a year—)