Straga was humming to himself as he returned to his room with gifts in arm.
A bouquet of flowers in the right hand, and a bag of sweets in the left. Across his back, he carried the single largest teddy bear in all the realms.
Since Monica had been back at home, Straga felt like every day was like one big symphony.
The birds chirped louder. Wine was sweeter. Life had meaning again.
Straga made a promise to himself that he was going to shower Monica with all of the affection and love that he couldn't give to her while she was away on a mission.
As fantasies and plans continued to fill his mind, he started to wonder how his life would be if things were slightly… different.
With his oldest sister having the first children among his siblings, Straga had naturally been thinking more and more about the possibility of having children with Monica.
While it was a premise that greatly excited him when he was younger, the older he got the less he felt like it was what he wanted to do.
