I finish off my dinner and look back at the time capsule messages.
I smile to myself.
I take a quick shower and turn off Do Not Disturb on my phone.
Oh?
I see that you wrote a new poem.
I open it.
How is he doing now?
I'm doing well, my day had a lot of walking and I'm a little tired. I saw a lot of 39's today, so that's pretty cool. I played Smash against Gabe today, and I destroyed him twice with Byleth.
I look back at my phone.
I vote for the poem, and now I'm writing this, wondering..
...I wonder how her day went.
