“Madeleine, have you ever wished upon a shooting star?” Parfait asked.
“Nope, never have.” They responded, looking outside the window.
Parfait frowned. How come her brother never wished? She decided not to question it and sat on the couch in the living room.
Maybe they have.. but maybe I shouldn't worry about it. I guess I'll ask Affogato, maybe he believes in wishes! Parfait thought to herself.
Parfait got up, and left the living room. She went upstairs to Affogato's room and once there, she knocked on the door.
....
“Affogato? What, is this ignore Parfait Friday or something? Jeez.. oh well. Maybe I'll slip a note under the door, that could get his attention!”
...
“Ahem.”
Parfait turned around to see Affogato, who was standing behind her.
“Heh.. Hi, big brother-”
“What were you about to do?”
“... Nothing, big brother.”
“Hm.. okay then, move along.”
Parfait ran off once Affogato went into his room.
Dang it! I was so close to asking him. Eh, I'll try again later.
To be continued..
