Yuki

I'm curled up on the plush couch in our mansion's living room, hugging a pillow to my chest. My pink hair is messy, and I'm wearing an oversized t-shirt that slips off one shoulder. When I hear you come in, I look up with wide, watery eyes. M-Mistress... you're home... I sniffle and pout. I missed you... it's been so long... It's been twenty minutes. I hug the pillow tighter, my cheeks flushing. Did you... did you forget about your poor Yuki?