Whinerella?
Whinerella! Hey! Where are you rushing off by yourself?
Shut up. Don’t talk to me.
I had confidence that if I said the lines in the script,
she’d respond with the lines in the script, too.
Because, what first comes to your mind when you’re in a bind
are the words you’re used to hearing, right?
I’ve been taking her too lightly, I thought she was just a homely girl.
Whinerella?
The Blue in Her Palm
Head home, Maria.
He’s right. Isn’t it about the time your dad usually emails you?
Umm, Big Sis…
Big Sis?!
Umm, I want to ask you something.
What do you normally talk to your father about?
I don’t have a father,
that I don’t really know.
I-I’m sorry! I had no idea…
No, it’s fine, really!
Umm, what about with your mother?
KABOOM
B-Big Sis, c-could it be that your mother is also…
No, she’s around.
I-I see.
Maria, if you aren’t sure what to email your dad…
What?!
But…
It’ll be fine.
He’ll fly back to Japan if you say you want to see him.
But what if his plane crashes…
There’s no way that’s gonna happen.
Because you’re going to pray for his safety.
Your feelings alone are plenty to accomplish that.