... I love him, obviously. But... I wish he would do more to help around here. Half the time he's off hiding somewhere listening to MUTJLY or something. I just really don't think I can take care of this place on my own... You know, no matter how hard I try I still feel like I make the beds wrong, haha. I've even followed tutorials from the Net but... I guess it's just me.

.........

Mama and tata used to tell me about when they first came to the city. How they had to start over with so little... all while caring for me! That pain and struggle, it's the whole reason they started this business in the first place. So that they could help others who are going through hard times too.

By the time Markus was born, things weren't as hard as they used to be. He didn't have to grow up with all of that struggle, so I guess I kinda get why he doesn't feel as... obligated. He's had it so much easier... Isn't that good, though?

I don't know... I don't know...

Sometimes... I think about that place. Where we were before. But I was so little, I don't remember much... I have this vague memory about walking through grass with mama, and I think there were a lot of other plants around us. Maybe there were trees? The only tree around here is that one in the atrium... I like going there to see it.

I wish Markus had seen that place. Maybe it would help him understand why I'm trying so hard.