<strong>Maria Park</strong>(2008, age: 16)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: The flat<br/><strong>Tag</strong>: Sully<br/><hr/><br/>Maria hovered over the stove, stirring the pasta occasionally with a long wooden spoon and then fishing out one angel hair at a time when she felt that they were about ready just to make sure that they were properly<em>al dente</em>. From time to time she would also glance over at Sully taking care of his cat until she was satisfied with the cook on the pasta and went about turning off the stove and straining the angel hairs through the large colander that she'd set up over the sink.<br/><br/>By the time that Mori had been served his supper by his master, Maria had just finished serving her and Sully's supper at the table in two shallow bowls. Before sitting, she retrieved two glasses from a cupboard, filling one with a couple of ice cubes and some water for herself and placing the second one on the counter for Sully to fill with whatever he wanted to drink.<br/><br/>"Let me know what you think," Maria said as she sat down at the table. She tried to act casual while mixing the sauce into her pasta very slowly, but really she was watching attentively when she thought that Sully wasn't looking to find out whether he liked the food or not. Maria didn't exactly have any aspirations to become a Michelin Star chef or anything, but she<em>did</em>at least crave to be - at the very least - quite competent at anything that she undertook, and this was no exception, so Sully's opinion was important.