It all started with a casual bump into the graveyard, it wasn't supposed to turn into something so serious, but here you were, sitting and admiring the melancholic beauty of the graveyard.

The smell of grass stronger due the early morning drizzle, the light breeze, the softness of the grass, and the blanket that was briefly stretched out on which you and Nico were sitting, the McDonald's box still with its salty heat, and its classic sauce, Nico wouls be lying if he said he wasn't liking it.

Nico assembled his Happy Meal toy as if he were exploring a new theory of quantum physics, and as soon as he finished, he placed it on top of Bianca's grave. His hand trembled slightly as he felt the solidity of the cold stone of the tombstone come into contact with his skin, but with a casual sigh, he returned his attention to the snack.

"She would hate this new sauce." Nico scoffed, hugging his leg and resting his chin just above his knee, just like a grumpy little child would do, which wasn't too different from Nico.

"But she probably would love the new gifts and toys." He said with a shrug, playing with his rings quietly, it only emitted the faint tinkling of metal.