savior.

Oh…you’re not room service.

Nope-- not at all.

I don’t believe in gods, but if they existed, they would have created sushi from sunshine and happiness.

Better than pizza?

Auntie Dia… needs more of this alcohol. And maybe some sushi. Do you think there are any sushi places open this late?

You’re asking the wrong uncle. I have a very strict diet of pizza and booze. 

Prayers have never done me any good, so all I’ve got left is good vibes, man. How’re you holding up?

Nope, no. That definitely just tastes terrible.

Good-- that’s what I like to hear from you.

I’m fine. I’m just- I’m fine.

Hurts less than a bunch of other things. You get used to it.

Stormie’s staying the night at the hospital with her parents tonight, so I will drink to that. 

So how's Auntie Dia doing? Hanging in there, I hope?

What? I’ve been under a lot of stress lately and I never drink, like ever. I’m entitled to a glass or two of wine, Judge-y McJudgerson.

I actually meant should I ask if you're doing alright?