TheWaffleLord
OC-Loving Trash
As people were flooding into the dining room to get their glass of sparkling cider, Mayako answered his question. "After the toast, we eat. Then people volunteer to say a few good words to the one who's turning a year older. Gifts then cake," she explained. Although there were a lot of family members in this house they could all fit into the dining room just as well as the living room.
Mr. Amori cleared his throat. "If I may, I'd like to make the toast," he started, loud enough so everyone could hear him right. "Mayako, my daughter who's been away for four years, is back to gather along with us and celebrate her eighteenth birthday. We'll all give her a warm welcome back," Mr. Amori said. He raised his glass. "To Mayako," he glanced at her as he said it. The others repeated those two words he said too, and they raised their glasses together as well.
"So much attention..." Mayako muttered after taking a drink from the cider. It was only quiet enough for Anther to hear.
Mr. Amori cleared his throat. "If I may, I'd like to make the toast," he started, loud enough so everyone could hear him right. "Mayako, my daughter who's been away for four years, is back to gather along with us and celebrate her eighteenth birthday. We'll all give her a warm welcome back," Mr. Amori said. He raised his glass. "To Mayako," he glanced at her as he said it. The others repeated those two words he said too, and they raised their glasses together as well.
"So much attention..." Mayako muttered after taking a drink from the cider. It was only quiet enough for Anther to hear.