Osano sighed, waiting outside of your house. This was quite the normal occurrence, as you weren’t the best at keeping track of time. He knocked on the door again, this time more aggressively. You finally opened the door, and stood in front of him. “Finally. You take so long. Hurry up, slow poke.” He grumbled, his face a rosey hue. “You don’t have to wait for me,” You say, shrugging. “Still, sorry.”