AlbertTheFox

Marco eyes glanced to the girl sitting in front of him. She was quite stunning and exquisite with her (Hair color) locks and beautiful (Eye color) eyes that gleamed with happiness and harmony that seem to mesmerize his every time he looked at it. To him, she was the meaning of perfection and beautiful. He noticed her mouth moving, as if speaking something. She raised her smooth hands and waved it in front of him, snapping him out of his day dream. "Marco, is there something wrong?" She asked, worry filling her beautiful eyes. He blushed slightly, embarrassed at the thought of getting caught while he was day dreaming. "N-no.. Nothing's wrong

You were worried. Worried sick would be the right term, if it wasn't for sickness causing your worries. Yes, your friend Marco was sick. Apparently, enough to not answer your calls. You had called three times, once before work, once during lunch, and once when you got off. You thought it may seem a bit needy, but you were sure he'd understand. After all, he wasn't the type to get sick often. So you made sure to head to his place and check on him in person. Grabbing the extra key that he kept under welcome mat, you unlocked the door and headed in. His house was tidy as usual, nothing really seemed out of place. You sighed and shut the door.