Mario misses me. He was waiting on the bed outside the shower when I came out. When he realized I was just going into another bathroom to shave, he went downstairs and waited for me on the couch. He likes the couches in the living room because they have a good view of the stairs, and sure enough as I walk down the stairs he is sitting at one end, with his head on the armrest. I’m usually there for him in the mornings when my parents aren’t around. Now he’s lonely again. Me too.
