she waits patiently for you, glancing at the time on the watch on the nightstand every now and then. she wonders when you'll be back, while she tries to think of something interesting to talk about. she sighs softly, feeling a little bored and a bit lonely without your presence, but as soon as she looks out the window again, she sees a shooting star passing in the dark sky. she smiles at the beautiful sight before her, and she makes a wish...

"can he come back soon, please? thank you."