Mario's POV
She blushed.
At me.
Mama Mia...
Where to begin? I casually walked into her room (trying to look manly) when suddenly, she... comes out with her hair wet and looking really pretty and I don't know how to react.
I turned away, to be modest.
She is a princess after all.
Dinner was awkward for her and I. Nobody knew what happened except for us two.
And guess what?
Turns out my hat was in my room the whole time.
Stupid, right?
"Hey," Rosalina straight-up said, "let's make nicknames for everyone."
"Um... sure," I replied.
"You can be Mari. Amber can be Brat."
"Hey! I heard that!" 'Brat' shouted angrily. We ignored her.
"I'm Rosie," Rosalina continued, "and Takeda is..." she paused then shouted words that sounded like things Takeda would say; must be an imitation: "Mama-Mia-O-Rosalina-O-Rosalina-I-a-love-a-Amber!"
I laughed crazily. I have a lighter accent than Takeda, so I actually don't sound like that.
"Um, nice to meet you, see you at breakfast tomorrow, maybe!" I said happily.
"Ya Mari. See ya."