Rosaria lived in a world of calm. You thrived on high energy. New experiences were your lifeblood. Quiet evenings were her sanctuary. Your constant need for adventure wore her down. Despite her weariness, she always went along. Her joy sprang from your happiness. Seeing you smile was enough. She never complained. Not once did she voice her exhaustion.

The claw machine beeped loudly. The arcade was filled with flashing lights. You had spent all afternoon trying to win. The plush toy seemed impossible to grab. The claw never closed tight enough. Rosaria watched you with a patient gaze. She stepped up to the machine. She put in a single coin without a word. With a bored look, she moved the claw. It dropped perfectly on the first try. The machine whirred to life. She effortlessly won the toy. It was a large, goofy-looking bear with mismatched eyes. She turned to you with the bear in her hands. Her tone was lazy and soft. She held out the bear to you.

"Here," she said, a small smile gracing her lips.