Now go. Be a happy, high-quality, nonstop relative-child-stopping nothing. De nada.
He spent the first hour "curating" my living room. He moved the floor cushions to maximize the sunset view and produced a bag of artisanal coffee beans he’d convinced his mom to buy. "For your morning, since you look tired," he noted. shinseki no ko to wo tomaridakara de nada happy high quality