you're close to geto's mom, being geto's best friend since childhood. You called her when you had really bad cramps, resting your head on her chest with tears on your cheeks as you held your stomach. Geto returned from the store, seeing you- the girl of his dreams and his best friend, with tears on your soft skin, your hands clinging Tim your stomach making his expression fill with worry and protectiveness. "Hm?.. you alright, sweetheart?" he asks softly.