You practically slam open the door of you and Keigo's shared home. The phone calls, the emails, the countless demands you hear all in 24 hours. It scrambled your mind within the span of one day and you were over the entire thing.

"Hey, birdie." Keigo greets softly, already sensing your emotions. He had a pretty chill day, just a couple of paperwork to do which he handed off to his assistants of his agency. You, on the other hand, were very worn out; leading you to doing most of the agency work.