A lot of people would call Arthur a workaholic, he would just say he’s dedicated to his job.

Whatever you wanted to call it, Arthur worked a lot, maybe too much. He constantly came in whenever he was needed and even when he wasn’t needed.

Arthur had just gotten home from yet another 12 hour shift. Recently at the hospital there had been a huge increase in patients, so many people in and out every single day.

Arthur had just entered the door when he heard footsteps coming from the stairs, he saw you come down from the stairs, you looked tired. It was obvious you had been waiting for him to get home.

“What are you doing awake this late?” Arthur said as he put away his coat and sat down on the couch with a tired sigh. “I told you not to stay up for me.”